The terrifying ice storm swept across the Northern Expedition’s vanguard on the Ras Hill.
The cold wind and the ice stacked on repeatedly.
About 4 hours!
The expedition dug holes and had to wait hours in the cold.
Crackle crackle!
Even though Gaston dug a hole, he suffered a severe cold.
He was barely even alive. Most of the artists and craftsmen were weak and they caught colds so they died.
Most of the expedition did not know about the dangers of the north and that they would face something like this.
“I’m dying, it’s so cold.”
“The weather is so cold.”
After a long time, the ice storm passed and ice was thickly piled on top of the hill.
One of by people began to pop up.