The blizzard struck with apocalyptic ferocity as the allied strike force ascended the steep, claustrophobic defile of Paradise Couloir. Winds howling at sixty miles per hour drove needle-sharp ice crystals through the darkness, reducing visibility to less than fifteen feet. The temperature had plunged to eighteen below zero, coating the towering granite walls of the canyon in thick sheets of black ice. At the head of the column, Tessa and…
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