As the battle raged on, a chilling cold swept through the area, causing the temperature to plummet even further. A frigid wind cut through the air, leaving a trail of ice crystals in its wake. Dante and the vampires found themselves slowly becoming encased in a thin layer of ice, their bodies growing colder with each passing moment.
Dante felt the frost seeping into his bones, numbing his muscles and slowing his movements. The ice formed intricate patterns across his armor, glistening in the pale moonlight. Despite the encroaching cold, Dante remained steadfast.
The vampires, on the other hand, were not immune to the freezing temperatures. Their bodies, already adapted to the night's darkness and the supernatural powers bestowed upon them, struggled against the sudden drop in temperature. The thin layer of ice that covered their forms threatened to hinder their movements, weighing them down and sapping their strength.
