On the howling snowy mountain.
The blazing sun projected its rays onto the snow-covered mountain.
The intense light evaporated the snow cover into steam, which emitted a sweet fragrance, enveloping the entire mountain peak in a creamy scent.
Kane, draped in a cloak and hunched over, took advantage of the sunlight not yet reaching him, and crept towards the slowly moving snow.
Kane slightly raised his head, observing with Eagle Eye the moving snow, carefully examining it.
Under the snow cover appeared to be very hard block-like objects, with no sign of any tentacle-like protrusions.
The snow didn't seem to be spreading flatly, but rather had a certain depth. Even though it swiftly filled the path it moved across, making it appear as if no movement had occurred, Kane still caught that split second of filling in.
It looks like this moving snow is the Snow Monster.
Kane stood up directly, no longer hiding, and walked over.
