On the clifftop, things weren't looking good either.
Adam swung his staff at an extremely fast speed, deflecting multiple ice spears aimed at him by the snow creatures.
Around him, already a pile of corpses had formed. Yet there seemed to be no end to the grueling battle.
The foes he was fighting were towering, broad-shouldered, and covered in thick, white fur. Not only were they experts at physical combat thanks to their sturdy bodies, but they were also adept at ice magic.
These creatures, whose faces resembled apes, were utterly livid at the fact that an intruder had not only encroached upon their territory but also butchered so many of their kin.
"Expand," Adam muttered in snaketongue as he swung his staff in a broad arc.
The Staff of Calamity lengthened instantly, its sweeping strike smashing several of the snow creatures aside and clearing a small circle around him.
At last, he had a moment to breathe.
