Crash!
The instant the girl thought, The world broke, cold air struck deep into her lungs.
Thud.
The next sensations were dull impacts against the joints of her knees and palms.
It felt similar to falling out of a hammock.
“Ugh…….”
But the impact of the fall was not what hurt the girl most.
“Aaaugh…….”
It was things like the skin that had already been burned and had now become completely raw after she kept pounding at something.
“Haaah…….”
Even the environment where the girl had landed was far from pleasant.
A cold so severe that even the girl, accustomed to freezing temperatures, struggled to endure it began assailing her.
The drops of blood seeping from her softened flesh froze solid.
Her skin swelled and turned blue in the cold.
Every time the frost-edged air passed over her wounds, it felt as though a blade were cutting across her body.
“Augh.”
But she could not afford to let the cutting wind itself consume her attention.
What truly mattered were the symptoms concealed beneath it—the swelling fingers and toes, their color turning black.
“Haa.”
As far as the girl knew, those symptoms were identical to the warning signs shown by exiles before freezing to death.
She also remembered that residents who developed similar symptoms would occasionally have their fingers or toes removed, and in severe cases, their arms or legs.
The memory was all the…