The march through the Northern Glaciers went on. The ice tunnel opened into a vast underground canyon.
Lucifer pulled on the reins. His Nightmare Steed stopped, its burning hooves crackling against the frozen ground.
The Aether-Steel Dragoons hovered into a tight, defensive formation behind him.
The cavern was enormous. The ceiling stretched hundreds of feet above, lined with thick, jagged stalactites of glowing blue ice.
The air was perfectly still, but the ambient temperature was so low that the exhaled breath of the Star-Kissed Elves instantly turned into fine, falling snow.
[System: Environmental Hazard Intensified.]
[Curse of Absolute Zero: Level 2.]
[Effect: Non-resistant entities suffer -50% Movement Speed and continuous Mana Drain.]
Even the Radiant Arch-Seraphs had to increase the output of their holy heat, their golden wings flaring brighter to protect the Elves marching in their center.
