Capítulo 162: Story 162: The Riders of the Frozen Night

The full moon cast an eerie glow over the snow-covered landscape, illuminating the path for the four cloaked riders. Their horses, sturdy and resilient, trudged through the deep snow, their breath visible in the frigid air. The riders’ faces were hidden beneath heavy hoods, their identities a mystery even to each other.

They were bound by a common purpose, a dark mission that had brought them together on this treacherous night. The leader, known only as the Raven, had received a vision of a powerful artifact buried deep within the heart of the frozen wasteland. An artifact that could grant unimaginable power to whoever possessed it.

As they rode deeper into the night, the temperature dropped further, and an unnatural silence enveloped the group. The only sounds were the crunching of snow beneath the horses’ hooves and the occasional howl of a distant wolf. The riders pressed on, their determination unwavering despite the growing sense of dread that hung in the air.