As soon as they stepped into the rift, a blast of icy air hit them, stealing their breath away.
Everyone gasped, staring around in surprise. Instead of dark tunnels or a gloomy cave, they found themselves in a wide-open snowy field beneath a pale, cloudy sky.
Snowflakes drifted lazily down, making it seem like they'd stepped into a frozen painting.
"Holy chill… !" Ronan exclaimed, shivering and pulling his fur cape tighter around his shoulders.
The mage nodded, eyes wide as she scanned their surroundings.
"Dungeon landscapes vary based on their category, but even for a Category D dungeon, this is huge. We need to stay extra careful. Larger areas usually mean larger enemies."
Everyone nodded quickly, their eyes darting around warily. But soon, they realized that monsters weren't their biggest problem right now.
The cold slowly began to bite, making them tremble. Lyraen hugged herself tightly, teeth chattering as she complained.
