C160 Unwillingness

Fortunately, it's all ice, just a little bit of snow floating on top, so it's easier to exert force under your feet.

Stabilizing my mind, I have finally arrived.

Under the ceiling of this Ice Cliff, it was even more pure white. Under the sunlight, my eyes burned with pain. I still haven't adapted to this boundless white atmosphere.

Looking at a steep slope in front of him