"…I have previously crossed countless ice plains, witnessing the hardiness of life and grandness of nature. I have previously been allured by the magnificent beauty of the ice river. True beauty can only be found in the frozen ice underneath the ice river…"
On the battlefield, my passionate voice was exclaiming over the hardiness of life and describing my understanding of the ice river. This long incantation was finally nearing its end. My deep voice was guiding all the living in this blizzard that now obscured vision entirely.
All the demons instinctively understood that once my voice finished incanting, everything would end.
If they wanted to survive, they would have to stop me from saying anything more!
However, the demons' path to survival was blocked by even more newborn ice element creatures. These countless snow monsters, ice magical beasts, and various other ice element creatures were spawning endlessly.
