The Ice Bear looked up at the long rift, its eyes showing intense alertness.
What a terrifying sound!
Although it didn't know what was happening, the intuition from the Big Wizard and the depths of its bloodline told it that danger was coming, not just a simple ice field collapse or other natural disaster, but some greater and more deadly danger.
Compared to the Ice Bear, the Tiber Dragon saw more.
Its gaze passed through the thick ice layer and the howling snowstorm, across the endless ice field, and landed on two black dots. The larger black dot was a fierce beast resembling a tiger or leopard, bowing its head and walking silently; the smaller black dot was a Wizard in a white cloak, his face hidden under a wide hood, with a Yellow Flowered Cat seemingly perched on his shoulder.
The cat looked somewhat familiar.
The wind on the ice field was fierce and brutal.
