Mist Country, the Southernmost Icefield.
The howling cold wind roars like wild beasts, creating huge waves of snow. Time seems to freeze, everything is covered by layers of thick snow, and the extremely harsh environment makes this pale and silent world seem like a cold icy hell that devours life, forbidding any outsiders from entering.
However, dozens of Frost Giants with ice-blue skin and red eyes, withstand the intense cold and freezing snow, carrying on through the occasional Aether Storms, advancing towards the end of the icefield.
After an unknown period of trekking, towering steep ice mountains stand across the barren icefield.
The surface of the ice mountains is covered with neatly arranged ice edges and peaks, each with a distinct shape; some like sharp blades pointing at the sky, others like rounded pillars supporting the entire ice body. These ice ridges and peaks, carved over the years, have formed unique textures and shapes.
Like, ancient and desolate tombstones.
