Ved continued flying through the storm. Cold heavy winds hit him like hammers trying to bring him down.
The frost on his body grew, the cold started piecing through his scales and freezing his blood. His body started slowing down and he was losing a lot of energy rapidly.
Eventually he couldn't take it and landed, the snow on the ground was thick enough to bury a fully grown human.
Ved flapped his wings and blew the snow away, before it could gather he created a huge dome around himself using his wax.
Then made a fire using nuclear energy, the temperature inside the dome rose and the frosting on his scales disappeared.
He then made a thick carpet using his web and lay down. He felt strangely sleepy, it had been a while since he felt like sleeping, at his level, it was no longer necessary but he didn't resist and went to sleep.
