Chapter 398: Ogre's Teeth

In spite of their fearsome name, the Ogre's Teeth mountains are...

<Cold> Violet complained.

<[Hypothermia?]> I asked the children, again.

And no, they are nowhere near as cold as the Twelve Daggers.

Pink had grown a layer of fur, Blue had some kind of mucus thing going on, and Violet was doing something to make herself [Feverish], but all of them radiated the same cold that I myself was feeling, if to a lesser degree.

In any event, there are very few ogres left in the Ogre's Teeth, or there were when I passed through them. I also saw only traces of the Aries Ram, a large beast that was used as a sheep by both the ogres and the cyclopses.

Crap.

I took cover behind a boulder. Not that I'd seen anything; I'd come over the crest between two peaks, and seen what had once been a woodland.

The remaining trees were in thickets; most were shattered or on the ground. From their coloration and decay, it had been several months.