The icy winds howled relentlessly as Selena, Caelum, and Lilith soared through the frozen expanse of Frozen Peak.
Their movements were silent, their forms gliding through the dense snowfall like shadows.
The snowstorm grew fiercer with every passing moment, but none of the puppets faltered. The harsh cold was meaningless to their constructed forms.
Ahead, the mountain loomed, its jagged cliffs coated in frost. The air shimmered faintly with Frost Qi, so thick and oppressive that it would have crushed an ordinary Martial Warrior long before they reached the peak.
Selena led the group, her black dress fluttering like a shadow against the stark white landscape. She extended a hand, her glowing blue eyes narrowing.
"There," she said softly, her voice calm yet cutting through the wind like a blade.