[Time Remaining: 05:44:09]
[HP Drain: ACCELERATED — Boss proximity multiplier active]
[Blizzard King: LOCATED — 40m]
[Divine Match x3 — UNUSED]
[Active Climbers: 89]
The Blizzard King stood forty meters ahead, and at forty meters it looked like a weather event that had decided to take a shape.
Twelve meters tall. Formed from compressed ice and what looked like frozen storm — layers of it, translucent grey-white, built up over centuries of the floor cycling. Its limbs were slow, deliberate, the movement of something that had all the time available to it because cold was patient. The blue pulse in its chest sat behind three or four layers of ice-armor, deep in the torso, small and steady as a pilot light.
