The crisis resolved, the group supported each other as they made their way out of the passage, rather bedraggled, into the expansive chasm.
It was midday, and the sunlight poured through the narrow crevice above, shining straight down into the pit, creating a breathtaking One-Line Sky phenomenon.
Through the limited rays of light, they could make out the Snow God's colossal form. It seemed very sensitive to the sunlight, shifting restlessly in its place and emitting heavy breaths.
Its claws tore at the layer of ice beneath its feet, producing a grating, tearing noise, as it attempted to submerge itself in water to escape the sunlight's beams.
At the edge of the pit, Luo'er appeared thoughtful before speaking to the others, "Moumou, Little Ke, you two take everyone back to the surface."
"What about you? What are you going to do?" Tangmo asked anxiously.
"Nothing much, I just want to talk to the Snow God. Fula, you stay," Luo'er said nonchalantly.
