We ran at a light pace for about an hour, but then we had to walk because the ground started snowing. After a while, the height of the snow level reached first to the ankle, then almost to the knee.
"Max, what are we going to cut here?"
Our tank was a little uneasy; the ground and the sky were desolate whiteness.
"Brother, we will be arriving soon. It is a great place for the normal and your Passive Ability quest!"
I tensed the man up while trying to calm him down. He had to take 999 thousand more blows and today was the first day of your mission.
We swung forward for another half an hour and reached a plain on the mountain's ridge. Meanwhile, Sukrucuk, which was said, suddenly fell silent.
"What is this?"
"How is it, brother? It's as good as I said, isn't it?"
Imagine a vast plain and imagine thousands of people playing snowballs like crazy. It is how we came to such a place, where our four missions were.