As Reno dug through the thick, durable water of the frozen lake, now transformed into a colossal block of glacial ice, he found himself struggling to penetrate deeper.
The ice was deceptively solid, each stroke of his hand creating an echoing thud that resonated through the icy expanse.
It felt akin to a Terra Mole burrowing through a mountain, a creature that tirelessly drills its way down to the earth's core.
With every twist and turn, Reno channeled his energy, propelling himself deeper into the depths of the lake.
Beneath the frozen surface lay a vast reserve of mana, pulsating and shimmering in a way that was almost intoxicating.
For someone like Reno, who was perpetually hungry to consume the frostvale energy flowing abundantly through the glacier, this was a feast unlike any other.
