In the Silence of Frost, a Battle Was Born

The winds howled across the tundra, carrying with them the weight of anticipation. Two mighty forces stood poised beneath a sky heavy with snow and fate. The frost bit deep, but deeper still ran the resolve of those who stood together—not as individuals, but as one.

The prelude to war was fierce. Over 9 billion points were carved into the ice by one side, a testament to tireless preparation, sleepless nights, and unwavering unity. The other answered with 8.6 billion, a near-equal roar in the storm. It was not just a contest of strength—it was a duel of dedication.

And then, silence broke.

Steel clashed. Shelters burned. The cold became a crucible. But through it all, one side held the line—not because they were stronger, but because they were together. Every rally, every defense, every sacrifice was made not for glory, but for each other.

They did not fight for names. They fought for legacy.

In the end, the frost bore witness to a victory not just of numbers, but of spirit. The banners may freeze, but the fire within those hearts will never fade. What was forged in this battle will echo through every snowstorm that follows.