In those frozen lands, warm lacked its presence and the chilling cold took prolonged residences on those lands. The sun had still its mercy to shine down on those frozen lands to bring light and warmth.
While the latter attempt was futile on those lands, the sunlight still shined down.
Illuminating those who lived there.
The most common thing that was to be seen on those lands was hunting. Be it animals, essential beings, or a mix of the two, the hunt for food was essential to survive.
And among those hunters, the ice trolls of the frozen lands were among the supreme beings that brought death to their victims once spotted.
Ironically, what those hunters would have never expected was for the day to come when the dead and their prey would start hunting them.
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*Pouf~! Pouf~!
"Run!!!"
With a piercing voice, one ice troll said to all the others that were following him.
