I lost the System

The mountain peaks rose like sentinels, covered in a thick layer of snow and a dense mist that crawled along the slopes. The biting wind howled, almost like a lament, while the desolate landscape made anyone feel small and insignificant in the face of its vastness. In the center of this wild and inhospitable terrain, Scarlet moved forward with firm steps, her piercing eyes carefully observing the scene before her.

In a clearing between the peaks, Strax lay, his massive dragon form resting on the snow-covered ground. His red scales glowed in the faint moonlight, reflecting an almost ethereal glow, but what truly caught attention was the pile of fallen bodies around him. Several Wyverns lay dead, their imposing forms reduced to nothing but flesh and broken bones, destroyed in ways that bordered on the unimaginable. The violence etched into the marks of their deaths seemed to speak for itself.