The first step Adam took inside the Phantasm Realm that was deployed by Fenrir's shadow made him curse out loud, at the top of his lungs.
"Fuck…"
It was cold. Incredibly cold. He felt like all his motor functions were suddenly reduced to nothing and his mind was slowing down in real time the moment he stepped inside the Realm of Ice and Snow.
More importantly… He felt like his balls were freezing up and his dick was shriveling just by standing in this place.
After all — He was utterly naked at the moment.
Adam understood that even if he had worn more than twenty pullovers one above the other, it would have changed nothing for him. The current cold was not something that could be fought simply with clothes alone. It was a form of frigid coldness that would permeate your bones, your mind, and even your soul.
