She touched the scar on her face, stared at the scene, and continued to watch…
After jumping into the ice cave, the young man and woman encountered a rare, century-old Snow Toad. Surprisingly, the voice they had heard emanated from this creature.
The young man exhausted his last bit of strength fighting the Snow Toad and eventually slew it.
The Snow Toad was a tonic rarely seen in a hundred years; consuming it could enhance one's Inner Strength.
"Quick, quick… Miss, eat some of this Snow Toad's flesh and blood…"
"It's too disgusting! It's raw, I can't eat it…"
"At a time like this, how can you be so picky?"
"No, I'd rather die…"
The young man, having no other choice, had to consume the Snow Toad's blood first.
The blood transformed into a torrential surge of energy within him. The young man felt a great increase in his Inner Strength, and his depleted body seemed to regain some power.
