The thunderbolts smashed several deep pits in the glaciers.
Everybody felt the glaciers tremoring underneath their feet. A series of cracks started sounding as fissures started appearing visibly to the naked eye.
It was as if everybody was going to plummet deep into the ice field in the next instant. The horses whinnied, and the women and children shrieked in fear.
*Smack!* Something tender and green suddenly sprung out from the cracks in the ice behind the convoy and smacked a horse's rump.
That unlucky mystic horse instantly kicked up its front legs and neighed in fright.
Its rider, the third prince, struggled to suppress the horse's agitation. However, the mystic horse had reared up vertically, and his brain turned dizzy, his eyes widening in fear.
