Within the vast, endless ice sheet, the tunnel melted by Lily's sunlight burrowed ever deeper.
To achieve this goal, Lily had already sacrificed far too much. She had to keep going—this was a promise she had once made.
Lily stared intently at the map and compass, her expression tense. She was so close. If the position reported by 134 Mitra was correct, there were at most ten li left to go.
Suddenly, a faint buzzing echoed through the ice. It grew into a piercing shriek that drilled straight into Lily's mind.
Lily instantly clutched her ears in pain, but it was futile. The vibrating frequency seemed to strike the soul directly.
Without hesitation, Lily extinguished her glow, trying to hide in the darkness. She ignored the sound, her only desire was to reach her destination as quickly as possible.
The sound reverberated from the depths of the ice again, each wave more intense than the last. The torment was agonizing.
