Operation Polar Winds : Part Seven

Alkayne stood in the front, despite his large stature and heavy equipment, his feet did not sink deeply into the snow, the fur cape was thrown around senselessly by squalls of cold winds, engaging in a winding path in inbetween two mountain who nearly touched one another, if an avalanche were to occur right now, he and his companions would absolutely be buried.

Considering the walls of snow he had to traverse on the way, such an event wasn't unheard of around these parts, but the zombie wasn't worried about that and just kept moving until reaching some sort of small plateau surrounding by tall peaks from every direction, the path taken to get here being one of the few available from the looks of it.