In the end, the group wasn't attacked at night. So, basically, Zaos only lost a good night of sleep. After a quick breakfast, the group moved to the North since it was the direction they found most footprints in the snow. Soon enough, they found something, but it wasn't human… it was a snow bear. Apparently, they were pretty standard in that region, probably because the soldiers in the North never had the chance to venture that far and find them.
"Can you deal with that?" Vitalar asked when the bear began to move toward the group. "We only have a limited stock of bolts coated with poison."
Zaos stepped forward and then fired a Wind Sword toward the face of the monster. The skull had a high endurance level, but it hadn't been enough to stop Zaos' attack. He had heard that a soup of bear was pretty good, but it was a pity he didn't have to taste it… the group will have to survive for the next weeks with rations alone.
