As chaos and destruction reigned in the cold mountains, Michael found solace and safety inside a cave, biding his time for the opportune moment to continue his journey towards the summit where the Council of Immortals' headquarters lay.
Amidst the howling winds and the relentless snowstorm, Michael's acute senses picked up a distinct roar, cutting through the cacophony. Reacting swiftly, he activated his environmental scanning map to locate the source of the disturbance. Outside the cave, a Half Immortal being moved in a frenzied and disoriented manner, adding to the chaos of the storm.
With heightened senses, Michael closed his eyes and focused on the sounds emanating from outside. He could hear distant shouts and a chilling scream, signaling the perilous situation of the cultivators caught in the avalanche.