"It's melted?"
Emilio Compton and his two companions' complexions changed simultaneously, and they swiftly put down their chopsticks, running directly outside the camp.
The night breeze was cool, seemingly less piercing than before.
Emilio Compton walked to the nearby grass and stretched out his hand to touch it. Indeed, the wild grass, which had been frozen solid, had become soft again, and it was moist on the surface. Wiping it off, his hand was covered with a thin layer of water.
Emilio Compton's face suddenly darkened: "There's a problem!"
The complexions of Nikolai Jimenez and Elise Parry turned ugly as well.
"Go check the ice in the lake!"
The three of them dashed toward the nearby frozen lake like the wind, and when they reached the lake, their faces all turned extremely grim!
