Looking around the clearing, he found his sword on the ground, covered in a thin layer of frost.
He picked it up, and the frost quickly melted after coming in contact with the heat of his hand. He quickly dried the sword with the bottom of the blanket he had been wearing, and then continued to look around for clues as to where they had gone.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a roar to the east and began running over hastily. At this point, Zack's health had dropped by ten percent, but he was confident that the two could beat the beast now that it had been chopped at a handful of times.
Following the source of the roar, he ran past a few fallen trees, and found the ice patches becoming more numerous. Then, in the distance, he spotted another tree falling, and his comrade jumping from it to another one as it fell.
The beast was covered in ice and its movements were rugged, it seemed to be on death's doorsteps.
'One more critical hit should do the trick.'
