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... shoulders, his breath curling into the frigid air like wisps of smoke. He glanced over at Adora, who had her arms wrapped around herself, visibly shivering.
"Remind me again why we didn't just stay by the fire?" Arthur muttered, kicking at a patch of ice as they trudged forward.
Adora shot him a glare. "Because, genius, we need to find a way out of this frozen wasteland. Or do you want to sit there until we turn into icicles?"
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