They continued along the icefield. With no obstacles, everything on this snow-covered expanse was clear at a glance.
It was a world of white.
As they drew nearer to the blue dot, Pororo grew increasingly vigilant.
He said, "The commotion is getting louder. We must watch our step."
Even without Pororo's warning, Alka and Jason could hear the sounds from beneath the icefield with their own ears.
It sounded like shattering ice, as if something was constantly grinding against the ice blocks below.
The cracking sounds were sometimes distant, sometimes near, but the creature making them had clearly sensed their approach. Although the sounds were intermittent, they could hear the monster circling them.
The three immediately stood back-to-back, alert.
"Careful, that monster has targeted us."
The circling sounds ceased and instead came straight for them. The grinding grew closer and louder.
