The realization of their dire situation washed over them like a cold wave, sending shivers down their spines. Panic flickered in their eyes as they exchanged worried glances, the gravity of their predicament settling heavily in the air.
Reno's voice cut through the tension, taut with urgency.
"Timeglace hasn't completely stopped time for them," he explained, his brow furrowing in concern. "It's only slowed it down—imperfectly. There's still a chance their minds might be corroded by it. We need to move quickly before it's too late."
Mavis, her expression grim, expanded her barrier, a shimmering shield that enveloped them, offering a flicker of hope amidst the encroaching dread.
As they pressed forward, Reno abruptly halted, his instincts kicking in as he began to dig through the thick blanket of snow. Each scoop of ice and frost revealed more than just the frozen ground—there lay the a form of another victim, a frozen body, reminiscent of Robert, the man they had just saved.
