The wind howled like an angry god.
Hades stood atop the third wall, a dragonoid in his left hand and binoculars slung around his neck. Beside him, his brother Hadrian looked beyond the wall through a pair of binoculars, his breathing slightly labored. Below them, in the swirling chaos of the snowstorm, mutated beasts were fighting it out, ramming into each other with bone-splitting fury.
"This is the longest snowstorm so far." Hadrian muttered. "It started at six yesterday evening. It is now four in the morning, and it is still going."
"It is about to stop." Hades said. "The wind is loud, but the strength has reduced. Those beasts would not be out there fighting if it was unmanageable."
Suddenly, a ran up the mountain at an incredible speed and joined the fight. It was a mixture of bears, foxes, wolves, two tigers and some birds too. Their bodies twisted from hunger and anger.
"Are you seeing this?" Hadrian asked.
