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As you’re sliding you hear the beast supremely close, for which in an act of instinct as well as blind faith, you curve your body forwards in order to hopefully avoid any type of assault it may try to do.
You hear the sound of air being pierced akin to a whiffed sword swing, the icy terrain finally ending, you crouch to prepare for the slow down and be able to turn back to the monster swiftly, doing so, you notice that it has stopped dead in its tracks and its eyes now have this yellow coloration to them.
It raises its head and begins to howl!
<span class="mu-b">FHCHSSSUWWW!</span>
The sound of a chill strong wind fills the new non-iced room you’re in. As you intently stare at it, at the ready for anything, you don't feel like it's glaring at you anymore, it starts moving its head in your direction as if looking for something, then turns around and keeps on making its chilled noises while now charging back at the icy room you were in, you back away cautiously from the situation as you keep on hearing the trashing.
You begin to catch your breath. Breathe in… haaaaaah. Breathe out... Hoooo… Phew.
