Some time had passed and we were getting closer and closer to the exit, we were getting closer and closer to being frozen just like Stanron, and I didn't quite know what to do.
Most adventurers had already started to give up everything and accept their death, but some were still trying to break the ice, but nothing helped.
"Damn it, am I going to die here?" We were only a few feet away from that cold room, and the ice began to advance even faster, leaving all the adventurers even more desperate.
I could see some crying and others wanting to kill themselves before they were frozen, but they didn't have the heart for something like that.
"Looks like the time has come." We were already in front of that room, the first thing I noticed was that the floor was made of ice.
Before long we were all dragged into the room, the cold was extreme, but the fire magic was keeping us a little warm. Of course, it wouldn't last that long.
"But what is this?"