Three days later in the morning.
The sun silently gazes over the vast snowfield, bringing a trace of vitality to the earth. No wind, no clouds, and occasionally a majestic eagle soars through the expansive and translucent sky, but quickly disappears. The air remains frigid, with trees standing quietly like sentinel guards, amidst the pure white snow with no greenery in sight.
"Caw——" An eagle lets out a sharp screech in the sky, gliding past like a glider, landing steadily on a high peak's cliff. It tilts its head, curiously observing the people below the opposite cliff, where there is a naturally formed concave cave, over ten meters deep and over twenty meters wide. A team is resting under this concave area.
