The heavy snow was blowing hard and the snowflakes looked like bloody shards.
The snowflakes had the size of nails and were flying over the hills, passing through the valleys. Several pieces of snowflakes landed on the palm of an old man who was standing on a cliff over the forest.
The snowflakes melted and turned into red liquid. The liquid was corroding his skin and there was white smoke rising into the air.
The old man clenched and lowered his fist.
The old man was wearing a long robe and there were wrinkles all over his face. The man's long white beard was flying in the air.
He stood on the cliff and overlooked the dark fissure in the sky above Rayton Highland. The giant in the fissure was trying to widen the fissure and there were countless flying monsters that looked like flies coming out of the fissure.
