After ten days, it was late March in the Protoss Empire.
Snowflakes fluttered in the sky, and the vast snow field stretched to the edge of the sky, merging with the alternating white and gray sky. The original contours of the snow field were covered by a thick layer of snow.
Over a hundred kilometers out of Bandera, a city-state at the North Border Province front line, it was still deserted with nothing but the barren snow field.
The further you go to the north, the more common the harsh weather becomes. It's usual for the weather to make it impossible to go out for two to three days. The scattered snow-covered cities and towns are also becoming less and less.
Under the vast white snow cover, a sled suddenly appeared on the hillside, cutting through the frosty snow, causing a burst of a white blizzard.
"Whoo-hoo, take off!"
"Speed up, go faster!"
"Meow meow meow! You two slow down, don't fall off the cliff!"