696 You're My Only Hope

Whoo... A cold, bitter wind howled from the North.

A young man was striding urgently across the frozen ground. He was clad in a black battle robe with a crystal crown on his head. It was Link.

The clouds in the sky above the Isle of Eternal Winter churned like the surface of a stormy sea. Snowflakes fell from the heavens like feathers. These hexagonal snowflakes were a hazard in and of itself. Not only were they colder than ice, but their edges were also so sharp that they could wedge themselves into one's flesh. At any moment, these snowflakes could come tumbling down from the sky like shurikens.

The waves on the surface of the sea around the island were all frozen in place.

In any case, the island was unimaginably cold.