The surrounding air instantly condensed into crystal-clear coldness, each breath felt like it was cutting the skin, but the team was not daunted.
They knew this battle was not only about their own survival, but also about the natural order that billions of lives depended on.
As they ventured deeper into the rift area, awe-inspiring scenes unfolded before their eyes: the once pristine, crystal-like Ice Core was stained with crimson patterns, and the once gentle Ice entities that protected the northern ecosystem balance became ferocious and bloodthirsty—they were enormous and filled with a murderous aura, attacking anything that came near like a wolf pack.
Reina gripped the hilt of her blade tightly, each swing carried with it a chilling sharpness. Her moves were agile and swift as she clashed with the mutated creatures, each strike aimed to sever their tendrils and mycelium pathways.
