Upon hearing the series of strange, shrill calls, the Ghost King, who had been asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, showing a sharp glint, and then he rose from his tent and followed the sound.
When passing by the outskirts of the camp and seeing the soldiers responsible for the night watch gathered in several groups around the fire pits, the Ghost King was furious, so he descended to the ground.
"All of you, get up!" the Ghost King roared.
Instantly, the surrounding soldiers, who had been burying their heads, lifted their heads one after another and, upon seeing the Ghost King, sprang up from the snowy ground.
"Ghost King, please spare our lives; everyone is just too cold and tired," a soldier of slightly older age explained, shivering.
