The wind was shrill, and the snow was falling.
&Nbsp; the frost Giants, ogres, and trolls chased them to the entrance of the canyon.
&Nbsp; looking at the narrow passage inside and listening to the shrill wind, the frost Giant hunting team stopped for a few seconds. Then, they took large steps and rushed in.
The biting cold wind in the canyon was like a knife, cutting the bodies of the winter Wolves and Frost Giants, creating a slight resistance.
However, the winter Wolves and Frost Giants did not care. One side ran quickly along the narrow passage between the canyon, and the other side followed closely. Under the heavy trampling of the frost Giants, the ground kept shaking. The snow on the surface of the snow mountains on both sides of the canyon was also gently shaking, and the crystal clear snow particles were slightly jumping.
The passage of time seemed to have slowed down a lot.
