C1078 The Divine Beast and the Others!
The biting wind howled, carrying grains of sand that stung the face with a raw pain.
"Damn, it's freezing!"
Pang Bo was clad in a flimsy outfit, ill-suited for the chill.
The cold that seemed to pierce his very soul made him shiver uncontrollably.
Temperatures in the desert had plummeted to well below -10 degrees Celsius.
And the trend suggested a further drop, potentially doubling
