After finishing her meal, Lilith stood up, stretching her limbs to shake off the slight chill lingering from the cold environment. The third floor stretched before her, an endless expanse of icy plains interspersed with towering glaciers and frozen cliffs. A fierce wind howled across the landscape, carrying fine snowflakes that shimmered under the pale light of the artificial sky.
Unlike the first and second floors, where the ice ogres and wolves had been relatively easy to deal with, the monsters here were more cunning and resilient. Frost Wraiths lurked in the mist, their ethereal forms barely distinguishable from the swirling snow, and Glacial Behemoths, massive creatures covered in layers of enchanted ice, stomped through the terrain, their heavy steps cracking the frozen ground.
