ZeroVeil sighed as he leaned against the icy cliffside, the frigid mountain air biting at his skin. Snowflakes drifted gently around him, settling on the vast, untouched expanse of white that stretched far beyond the horizon.
Since Yolanda wasn't there, he obviously felt the coldness in air and immediately felt like running back to her and asking her to cast the same spell for him. He knew surviving in these mountains is almost impossible for someone like him who disliked coldness and he had to give credits to Galdurek for living in this freezer.
He pulled out his streaming interface, its screen flickering in the cold, and checked his messages—only to be met with an overwhelming flood of notifications from his viewers as soon as he started the countdown for his stream.
[Chat Replay]
[GhostlyWanderer]: OI, WHERE IS HE?! HE DIDN'T STREAM YESTERDAY!!!
[MoonlitFangs]: I ALMOST CALLED THE GUILD! YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE, ZERO!