She took a deep breath, and hot steam escaped her lips in a white cloud. "The next town is two or three days away. If we hurry, we can make it before the weather changes again."
Damon grimaced. "Three days walking in all this snow? Great. I can't wait for the blisters on my feet."
Ester didn't answer. She just quickened her pace a little.
He chuckled to himself, but soon returned to the topic that had been bothering him since he woke up. "What about this?" He closed his hand, feeling the strange energy pulsing within him. It was subtle, like a gentle chill running through his veins. "This business about absorbing icy Qi... could it be a problem?"
This time, Ester stopped. The silence of the forest intensified, and only the wind carried loose flakes between the branches. She turned her head slightly, just enough for him to see her profile, her serious, calculating expression.
"Problems? Yes. Many."
Damon swallowed, trying to hide his tension. "How... what?"
