Once Craig recovered from his earlier flight and landing, the two men could finally focus on the ice palace before them.
It was a magnificent crystalline structure with an unearthly charm, but the cold radiating from its walls constantly ruined that first favorable impression. The architecture and finishing touches were exquisite with beautiful ice sculptures representing various, alas, all too familiar creatures.
"Is it me or does that gargoyle look like a Digestor..." Craig cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"Yep, it's the spitting image of a Rank 4." Jake grumbled with a wince.
Apparently since their separation, Ruby had decided to dabble in art. Her artistic influences were... very conspicuous.
The duo trudged resolutely toward the entrance of the palace, and with the first step a searing chill shot through their boots, creeping up through their bodies and freezing their legs in place. Jake discharged a blast of searing heat and pulled his boot free with ease.
