It wasn't to say that the fox people of those frozen lands were soft enough to freeze with just a look of a corpse.
On the contrary, they knew death well before they were enslaved by the ice trolls.
Death through starvation.
Succumbing to the cold temperature of those lands
A failed hunt resulting in the death of the hunter.
Or even a mere disease.
Although some of those deaths were less common than the other ones.
Inherently, for the better or the worse, this resulted in the fox people growing accustomed to the sight of corpses and death itself by a very young age.
And the four 3rd-tiers gathered around the corpse were no different. In fact, they were the ones that could be said to be more used to seeing death.
Despite that, they froze when they saw the corpse of a woman fox.
"Serrenes?" Sernatta mumbled as she slowly walked towards the corpses.
With her hand shaking, she touched the face of the now-dead woman.
