The atmosphere around them got colder, and colder, to the point where it hysically impossible to survive it for long! Arvena had practically sealed the exit of the hat they were in, she sealed it with a scorg coating of fire, but that was not enough to make the team fortable, for a couple of reasons.

  First things first, a sealed exit cut down on their oxygen supply pretty quickly, it left them almost breathless after ten minutes of her futile efforts. She had to stop it, because the fireball wasn't even helping the team warm up enough anyway, and that was the sed reason why they were not fortable. The surrounding cold temperature was too much of a petition for her to handle, virtually nothing could battle it!

  At best, she made the undergrou achieve a temperature of -5°d that was not enough to heat everybody up, especially since she couldn't keep this up for long. The air around them had only gotten colder from that point, and whe rid of the fireball, it sunk to about -50° mere seds! It hysically impossible to survive these temperatures for more than a few minutes, especially when they were in shock from the sudden cold!

  “Maybe the gods are punishing us, because we killed sir Leshtuk, I'm starting to think that it wasn't right to kill him…” Ortana admitted through a shiver, though it was quite likely that she wasn't thinking straight right now.

  “Either way, I think we should just get out of here.” Tim interrupted her, he brought the topic right back to the main issue. “Skendus, you and I escape with our lives, you know we float out of here!”

  “We 't leave these dies behind, don't be a prick, be brave!” He tered, as the deafening sounds of the blizzard muffled some of his words.

  “If you get out of here, then you must go…” Arvena enced them, her voice was very puny, and almost lifeless. “I've read about some really weird things bae, but I've never heard, or read about a blizzard this violent!”

  Before they could argue about this any further, they noticed that the deafening sounds of the blizzard above them, suddenly stopped. It went away as quickly as it had e, to the point where it was challenging to picture its suddement!

  Arvena was the first to notice that the blizzard went away, and she wao use this opportunity to help everyone survive, so she started guiding them accly. She had everyoake a few deep breaths, and then sealed off the exit of the again, using one of her very hot fireballs!

  The fireball was more effective this time, because the cold wasn't as overwhelming now that the blizzard was gone. Within five minutes, she got the air temperature up to a whole 5°C, which was her best result yet, and it saved the group too, because their bodies didn't look like lifeless corpses anymore, but they were rec instead. Their skins even developed a rozy haze, which was a good sign, because they had been seds away from death just a moment ago!

  “What the hell is happening?” Tim asked, he was really unfortable right now, but he was happy to be alive heless.

  “The forest probably acted weird, like it's supposed to. The Innkeeper did warn us about the weird weather, sardless of your clusions, Ortana, the gods were not punishing us.” Arvena added, as she kept the fireball going.

  “I never said that,” The other followed along, though it was obvious that she was a bit delirious.

  Anyway, after about two minutes, Arvena had to get rid of the fireball, because they were running out of oxygen again. She figured that she had to repeat this process a few times until everyone warmed up properly, as it was their best way to bounce up without risking much, especially sihe was doing half of the work already. They were not exposed to the outside elements, so they stood a ce.

  While she waited for everyoo catch their breath, she then noticed something weird. She spotted something through the exit of their , and it was simply too unusual to ig.

  “Where did that dragon e from?” She mumbled, and then rushed to get out of the , the same which was their main advantage.

  sidering what they just experienced, it was very stupid to go above ground right now, especially to see a dragon, but she did so anyway! Her body was still numb, however, so she bounced around the short tunnel on her way out, and she got a few bumps as a result, though these bumps did help her bee a bit more cautious.

  “That's not supposed to be here,” She anxiously sighed, as she looked at the remains of a dragon that was trapped in ice.

  The dragon was obviously dead, so she wasn't in danger, but this situation was weird heless. It got even weirder, wheiced that she was surrounded by walls of ice for as far as she could see!

  The walls were tall, and very isoting, so she figured that it would be really dangerous for her to bst her way through this mess. Instead of disc a way out of here, she discovered more frozen carcasses in mere moments!

  They were all trapped in ice as well, and most of them were dragon carcasses, rather than whole skeletons, so this was quite ing. The ice was so clear that she could identify about six species on almost immediately!

  “A Bck-tailed Wyvern…” She stroked her , “Quite rare, though pretty useless to me, because it’s as dead as a bastard get.”

  The rest of the group followed her moments ter, they left the because they were ed, and after they got out, they were equally fused as to what was happening! All things sidered, they were not supposed to be surrounded by the brutal remains of an ice age right now, so they all started panig one way or the other.

  “We couldn't have slid somewhere underground, right? I didn't feel us move at all.” Tim was the first to make theories.

  “No… we never moved.” Skendus shook his head, “Maybe the gods are messing with us after all, because judging from the ditions of the brains, these… big winged fels have been in the ice for a while, hundreds of years, perhaps up to a thousand? That little blizzard couldn't have gotten to them, 't be that.”

  “It's a good thing that they're dead either way. Look at that long bastard, it looks like it came out of the depths of hell… I mean, why does it even have horns?!” Tim added.

  No one engaged with him for a moment, because everyone was busy with their own s. The atmosphere out here was close to sub-zero temperatures, so the cold was getting to them again, they were in literal pain now.

  Furthermore, it didn’t look like they were getting out of here anytime soon, so their overall morale retty low. They were not willing to bicker over anything, or exert more energy than they had to.

  Arveually cut him some sck, however, and expined. “You were pointing at the Devil-horned Wyrm, and they haven't got any legs. They were notoriously destructive ba the day, erg, thousands of years ago, but they're all dead now. They weinct, and thank god they did, because they could grow up to sixty feet ih - Big, snakey bastards, I hate them too!”

  Timothy fully believed what the other said. The wyrm had bck scales too, so one would truly believe that it came from the depths of hell, and he did not want to meet any of those in his lifetime.

  Anyway, they got a couple of fireballs going afterwards, to he group closer and closer towards survival. Although they were stuck between a byrinth of ice walls, there were no cold winds around here, and the group could breathe all they liked without having to risk hypothermia. So despite the irony of being surrounded by ice, this may be their best ce yet to warm up properly, and avoid death by hypothermia all together, so they took it!

  While they warmed up, there was a single question that dominated everyorain of thoughts; They were all w where these walls of ice came from!