But even so, it took them a whole week, as the last dozen meters or so cost them three days to finally dig through.
In those last few days, they were practically digging ice with small spoons.
This week of excavation, even with their physiques, left their hands covered in blisters.
They had truly experienced what it felt like to be miners.
Fortunately, however, their efforts were not in vain. Just as their pickaxes were severely worn, they reached their destination.
The Coldness emanating from below was palpably, bitingly intense.
Yet, the ice surface beneath their feet showed no obvious peculiarities.
Of course, that was only to the naked eye.
Chadite knelt, padding herself with thick clothing, and touched the ice surface beneath their feet with both hands.
The ice surface below was so cold that without the padding, her hands could very well suffer frostbite.
Silver ripples continuously transmitted downwards, probing the environment below.
