The high peaks of Dragonspine loomed overhead, casting long, ghostly fingers across the barren landscape.Here the air was denser, colder, with a tinge of otherworldly chill that penetrated the very soul.The icy wind whistled in the narrow crevices, its mournful cries echoing in the eerie silence. With every hour the Explorer Squad, led by Albedo, waned, and their once hopeful hearts were haunted by the disturbing realization that those who had come before them had suffered an unimaginable fate