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The dark mountain cave resembled the gaping maw of a giant beast.
Seronie gripped the chain warhammer in her hand firmly, stepped over the snowdrift formed at the cave's entrance, and slowly entered the cavern.
The cave floor was covered with a thick layer of ice, each step producing a dull cracking sound.
The walls were covered with fragile frost flowers, and the cold seeped through the stone crevices.
But without the raging wind and snow outside, this cold was still bearable for the Ice and Snow Race.
Finding no danger, Seronie found a clean stone platform free of ice, laid down a fur mat to sit and rest, and pulled out some jerky from her pack.
The vegetation in the Icefield Mountain Range was scarce, making a fire impossible, so Seronie could only gnaw on the cold jerky.
"Grrraarrr—"
Just as Seronie leaned against the wall, planning to rest with her eyes closed, Bai Xue suddenly began to grunt.
Seronie opened her eyes, "Oh, I forgot to feed you."
