It was clear that the snowfall was increasing as it was midnight now.
It was a strange sight, the giant shadows bodies were walking on the snow and each step was digging down the soft layers of the freshly fallen snow, they took the next step and it was same, this way everyone moved, it cannot be considered a snail pace anymore because of the orders of the Omega.
The fifth row of the hunters were following the fourth row and so on but they were also having warm discussion and it can flare up once any one of them failed to stand properly in front of other.
It also distracted them a bit from the slight change in the weather.
The hunter stepped ahead and again looked at the frail hunter thinking what would he answer, Jen was also walking along the fifth row so she cannot stop, "I have hunted many singlehandedly," she finally gave answer which everyone was waiting for.