The snowfield was a dangerous place to live.
The weather and a lack of food caused the creatures there to be extremely vicious.
It was no different for the Ice Bears in their constant confrontations with the Ice Elves.
When they first migrated to the snowfield, the leader of the Ice Bears sleuth immediately settled down deep in the forest.
The thickly wooded environment was good for both finding food and hiding, and the inside of the cave he found was good for avoiding the snow and wind.
Above all, it was necessary to quickly adapt to the environment, and the best way to do this was to find something familiar.
As the chaos gradually began to stabilize, Tank began to notice things he hadn't noticed before.
The magic beasts that lived within the snowfield far outnumbered the prey.
He instinctively knew.
The moment food ran out, he would have to deal with the other species of magic beasts.
And Tank's instincts were right.
The snowfield soon became a battlefield for survival, and as a result, various territories were created.
Under Tank's leadership, the Ice Bears expanded their territory. Most of the forested area within the snowfield quickly became their territory.
But in difficult times, no victory lasts forever.
When he started hearing a mysterious voice, Tank's instincts kicked in once again.
Soon, there would be a great battle for the existence of his entire kind.