The Eternal Night Snowfield, washed by moonlight, harbored unknown coldness and dangers.
Though the moon shone bright, it couldn't fully dispel the shadows that cloaked the snowy expanse.
Siegler stood in front of Lanci, her fists clenched, as the cold wind fluttered her hair.
The beret she never took off had fallen during the tumultuous escape and roll in the blizzard.
A pair of ears resembling those of orcs yet wolf-like adorned her pale hair.
Her breathing was erratic, each breath turning into a tiny puff of mist, merging with the snowflakes.
"Siegler..."
Lanci had never been interested in delving into others' secrets until he saw Siegler's ears, finally confirming some of his guesses.
According to the ancient tomes he saw at the last Sanctuary Evil Banquet in the Shadow World, pure Wolf Clan members would exhibit traits similar to orc-like werewolves under the moonlight.
Under the blessing of the moonlight, Siegler evidently became stronger.