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Lancelot, sitting on the sled, suddenly looked animated, his mouth moved slightly, not making any sound, but the giant wolves pulling the sled immediately began to slow down.

"Enemies?" Bruto was no longer surprised by such occurrences and immediately drew out his hammer.

"Ahead, there are two groups of Frost Giants battling," Lancelot nodded. "Let's have a look."

A short while later, everyone heard the sounds of battle drifting from the blizzard. It included the familiar roars of Frost Giants during combat, the whooshing noise of boulders flying through the air, the muffled clangs of blunt weapons against armor, as well as some strange noises they had never heard before.

The sled stopped before a small hill. Cautiously, everyone climbed to the snow-covered summit and peered down below.