When Aldrich and his son, August, received the news and hurried over, standing before the door, they exchanged glances, feeling a nameless apprehension.
Stepping inside, they saw their clansmen kneeling on the ground with trembling backs, turning their heads anxiously at the sound, their eyes filled with terror.
The surrounding temperature was extremely low, and they shivered the moment they entered. Looking around in bewilderment, they saw icy ridges everywhere, covered in a thin layer of frost, and the ground was the same. The clansmen's hands and feet were frozen in place; they dared not resist, nor could they.
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