The wind howled through the jagged mountains, its biting cold cutting through the layers of your clothing as you stumbled over uneven terrain. The sky above was a deep, ominous gray, clouds swirling with the promise of an impending storm. Despite the harsh conditions, you pressed forward, determination burning in your chest. You had to keep going, no matter what.

Beside you, Changli walked with her usual unshakable calm. Her expression was unreadable, her dark eyes scanning the path ahead. The cold didn’t seem to faze her. In fact, she almost seemed to thrive in it, his posture straight and unwavering as if she were made for the storm.

"You’re not bothered by this weather, are you?" you asked, your voice barely audible against the howling wind. Your breath came out in sharp bursts, freezing almost instantly in the air.

Changli glanced over at you, her lips curling into a slight, almost imperceptible smile. "The storm is nothing compared to the challenges we’ve faced before. The elements are just another test to endure."