원본 게시물 출처:The New Dojo
He lopped through the arm, separating it from its source. A cry came out from the wall as the arm fell to the floor and turned into a snowy powder. Falk coughed from being choked and surprised at the same time.
"What the shit was that?!" He asked with bated breath.
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The two made their way up the slope more now, but that was when the entire cavern suddenly shook. It was almost like an earthquake but not nearly as powerful. It was a tremor, if anything. That being said it was unsettling. Falk looked around as he put his hand up against the solid wall, but he was quick to move it off.
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"No...but I have a feeling that it has to do with-" Suddenly, the ice wall in front of the two shattered completely and a white mist shot out from the hole. It seemed to flow off the slope and down to the ground below. Whatever it was, it was dense. Falk approached the mist and stuck his foot out into it cautiously. Almost immediately he let out a breath of surprise as he recoiled his foot back. "It's cold! Really damn cold!"
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He felt the cold tear at him for a second before it subsided. He felt his hair stick up on the back of his neck and his teeth chattering together from the exposure. "Well looks like we're about to have a worse situation then that..." Falk said as he looked down. As Zane did as well, he saw that the entire cavern below them was becoming filled with the mist... And it was rising towards them.
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The two continued their mad dash up, but the mist was gaining on them. It bit at their feet like a pack of wild animals as they sprinted up the slope. Eventually they reached the top, where they were met with a long cavernous hallway. But, the mist was still on their tail. "This way!" Falk declared as he ran down the hall.
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"You and me both Zane!" Falk agreed as he sprinted with him. The two ran down the hall where they found themselves In a stone built room coated with ice. It was square in shape, and there was a door at the end of the room. The room itself seemed to look like a living quarters of some sort. It had old wood tables and chairs and desks for writing at. That being said the wood was frosted and frozen. Falk ran to the door, and reached for the knob. He turned it and pulled, but the door jammed and did not open. "Shit! It's frozen shut!"