There's really a frost dragon outside

On Frostwind snowy mountain, the tiger being who had reported the earlier sighting was once again stationed at the cave entrance.

It had only been a few hours since it saw the undead flying over the snowy mountain, and now it saw them returning.

"Frost dragon?" The tiger being couldn't believe its eyes. It rubbed its eyes with its paws and looked again, but the frost dragon had already disappeared.

The tiger being's body was white, blending perfectly with the snow. It buried itself in the snow, leaving only its nose and eyes exposed to avoid detection by the undead above.

A gargoyle carrying a human corpse flew overhead, and blood dripped from the sky.

Plop!

A drop of blood landed right on the tiger being's nose.

The tiger being shuddered, nearly jumping out of the snow in reflex. It touched its nose with a paw, then looked at it and sniffed.

Human blood.