"Hoo——"
A long horn sound echoed.
Sunlight pierced through thin clouds, a cold wind howled, and the glacier covered in white frost and snow sparkled with a chilling light.
This place, known to the world as the "Icebound Forbidden Land," was the Vaar Glacier, the survival ground of the Frost Giants for millennia.
Within the crevices of the glacier, beds made of solid ice could be found, scattered with clothes made of animal skins, bone spears, and rough stone blades—marking the gathering place of the Everfrost Tribe.
The glacial crevice where the Frost Giants gathered almost never saw sunlight in winter. As crops couldn't grow, they could only corral the livestock they looted for food and hunt on the tundra and snowy mountains, hence mammoths and even a few land dragons were kept outside the ice cavern.
"Is that... the horn sound?"
"Soleim above, that's the Eternal Frost Horn!"
