The night was cold, chilling to the core, much like the words uttered during a lover's breakup.
Even with Old Will's magic protection, Bartlett still felt a slight cold in his hands and feet. This coldness did not come from the mist that filled the forest, but from the giant rock beneath him.
It was a giant rock about the same height as Bartlett, covering a rather large area, about 30 square meters. It was similar to a slightly shorter, solid, stone house.
At first glance, the giant rock seemed no different from any ordinary rock found in the forest, except for its size. However, the surface temperature of this rock was extremely cold, as if it were a block of unmeltable ice, continuously drawing warmth from Bartlett's body.
The Barbarian tightened the thick wool blanket around himself and couldn't help but regret choosing this giant rock as their camping spot.
