It had been several hours since Selene began her treacherous ascent along the snow-covered peak. The rocky terrain was rough and unstable, each step requiring a focused mind to avoid losing your footing on the icy surface.
Just as Julian had warned her, the weather conditions had deteriorated significantly. The biting cold was no longer merely uncomfortable—it felt like it was devouring her very flesh despite her protective equipment.
Still, she wasn't going to cower and return. She knew the risks, and took it.
To counter the cold, Selene used her flames to supplement her gear's thermal protection.
ROAR!
Selene's eyes snapped upward toward the source of the thunderous sound. The roar was tremendously powerful, its vibrations causing loose snow and small rocks to cascade down the mountainside.
