The Descent and the Core
The groan of shifting ice was a deep, guttural sound, the very heart of the mountain protesting as Kor, the man of stone, placed his hand against the glacier. His essence, a powerful resonance of ancient earth, flowed from his body, through his calloused fingers, and into the frozen behemoth. He was not breaking the ice, but coaxing it, using his knowledge of the glacier's natural stress points and flow to begin a controlled, infinitesimal fracture. The air around him shimmered with the immense, focused power of his pureblood essence, a testament to the Ghost Pack’s mastery of the natural world.
Behind him, Alpha Calder stood vigil, a silent, unshakeable rear guard. His golden eyes scanned the darkness, ensuring that no lingering sentries or automated drones fr
