Chapter 97: The Deadly Dozen

The icy winds howled around them as they trudged up the mountain's craggy slope, the snow beneath their feet crunching with every step. Each gust carried a biting cold that would have affected anyone lesser, but the duo's armor and essence ensured they remained unfazed.

The next outpost, distinguishable by its larger silhouette against the shimmering horizon, sat like an ancient sentinel watching over the mountains. It was adorned with faded banners that fluttered wildly in the wind and its structure, though made of a metallic alloy, bore the weight of countless past battles and skirmishes. The holographic lights from the outpost created a surreal glow, providing a beacon of hope and direction amidst the sprawling, white desolation.

Solari's data slate buzzed with updates. He glanced at it quickly, then shared with Caden, "We're down to just fourteen teams. Seems like this round is more brutal than anyone anticipated."