Despite waiting for sometime, the snowfall did not decrease.
It was getting unbearable, they would become frozen statues if they remained in the direct snowfall any longer.
Whether human or beast, everyone has it's limits, and to face this constant snowfall was already too much, moreover they just escaped fatal winds and barely could save their lives from burying down in the endless snow.
The hunters those were resting inside the cave gave themselves thorough check out and sort out their injuries, many of them drank few drops of blood to instantly heal, compared to the direct snowfall this cave was a heaven.
The Omega was standing and waiting for the hunters to recuperate so that they could start the journey again.
His goal was to find the exit as soon as possible, the only way to get rid this snow seemed to be to leave frozen basin.
The hunters those were standing outside were not happy.