A bird the size of a half-human, entirely deep blue, its feathers possessing a watery texture, stood atop the peak, looking up at the sky, motionless like an ice sculpture.
The fierce wind howled.
At a certain moment, this bird was suddenly startled, and its watery feathers suddenly solidified into hard ice, emitting a bone-chilling aura.
It flapped its wings, intending to fly away from this place.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound sliced through the air, almost overwhelming the howl of the wind, swiftly penetrating the icy aura.
With a twang of the bowstring, an arrow precisely hit the bird's heart.
Immediately after, a figure leapt from the snow, lifting a curtain of snow. When the snow settled, she had seized the bird trying to escape.
Kalya showed a genuine smile on her face, ignoring the snow crumbs all over her, and lifted the flapping snowbird over her head, waving it triumphantly.
"Caught it! The Sun-gazing Bird!"
