Woo woo woo...
Amidst the swirling snowflakes as large as goose feathers, the fierce cold wind blowing incessantly from the Eternal White Land seemed determined to paint the entire world in pure white.
The Six Great Lakes in the Northern New Continent had already entered the ice period. In these freshwater lakes with an average depth of over two hundred meters, only a small area at the center of the lake remained ice-free.
It is worth mentioning Lake Huron, located in the center of these lakes, originally the ancestral land of the Tulip ally, the Hurons. However, it was forcibly occupied many years ago by the more ferocious Iroquois, driving the Hurons southward.
This was the origin of the vendetta between the two parties, and over time, the hatred has accumulated to the point where it's a matter of life or death.
Creak—
Yet, in this world of falling snow where all life silenced, an unexpected guest arrived.
South Shore of Lake Huron.
Sniff sniff... sniff sniff...
