Several demon beasts, whose bodies were as translucent as jellyfish, trudged forward in a snow-covered area, almost invisible against the blinding white snowstorm.
These demon beasts, known as "Cold Charmers," are born from the cold essence of heaven and earth. Thus, despite being only fifth or sixth-grade creatures, they fear not the swirling snowflakes or bone-chilling cold that turns breath to ice. Instead, they appear invigorated, moving about as freely as fish in water.
Suddenly, a lead sixth-grade Cold Charmer halted, its multitude of fire-red eyes on either side of its body casting a puzzled gaze towards a certain area where the snowstorm was exceptionally dense. The other fifth-grade Cold Charmers also paused and looked in the same direction.
A sudden whooshing sound pierced the air, and a flurry of red threads shot out from within the snowstorm, striking with incredible speed. They pierced several Cold Charmers straight through, cleaving their Demon Cores in two.
