Frostbound

Chris

Brrrrrrrr.

My teeth clattered together slowly as I marched through the raging storm. It was an odd sensation to have again. After going without it for so long, I almost forgot what it felt like.

I was cold. Not just cold, but shivering in my boots freezing.

I hadn't felt anything close to a chill for over two years, and now I was doing everything I could to pull my fur cloak tighter and get away from the wind. I was thankful I liked wearing the heavy thing because it was marvelous against the cold.

Although its condition wasn't the best, and it had seen better days, it was my favorite article of clothing right now, and nothing else came close.

In somewhat of a twisted sense of humor, the best thing to fight against the bitterly cold winds was actually [Frost Armor]. It surrounded my body, even my burly cloak, and shielded it from the worst of the bite.

Somehow, even with the skill creating a thick layer of ice around me, and then another thick layer of fur for the Wind to get through, the chill still got through.

I knew traveling through high mana density areas would change things but this was something else. Even the Wind held such power to go through everything I had to block it.

It made me fearful of the other spots we noticed on the map.

Ice and Wind was my specialty. I had a specific resistance to the two especially when they were combined like they were, but what if it was something else? The environment I was in now was deadly to everyone besides me. If that was the case, what did other places high in mana but not of Ice and Cold look like?

What did that say about the World?