While the other little companions were playing in the snow, the Fallen Meteor Horned Beast stayed true to its heart, training diligently; one day, it will surely become the pillar of the farm.
"Creak..."
Iron Head abruptly raised its eyes, the semi-circular eyes fixed intently on the drifting snowflakes, silently lifting its dual blades, slashing a sharp white light.
A single snowflake was precisely split in two.
Iron Head stood amidst the wind and snow, silently sheathing its blades.
When will it be able to split the entire cascade of snowflakes with a single slash?
If it cannot achieve this, it cannot leave the farm to venture into the perilous outside world.
"Quack quack."
While other little ones were either playing in the snow or training, Run Run Duck stood silently by the fish pond, building a snowman, enjoying solitude.
More accurately, Run Run Duck was building a snow duck that looked exactly like itself.
