The descent of the Heavenly Dog seemed to have triggered certain rules, prompting the game to patch a few loopholes.
Three full minutes passed. The five gaping rifts in the night sky of the wasteland still grew at an agonizingly slow pace.
Unlike last time, however, endless freezing wind seeped from these rifts, howling down upon the earth below.
The churning ocean water began to slow, as if someone had hit a slow-motion button.
Miraculously, this chilling wind only affected the water, sparing people and objects.
Its only effect was to slow the movements of every creature on the ocean, lacking any direct lethal power.
Even so, after another two minutes, as the rifts in the sky continuously tore open and stitched themselves shut, the seawater gradually ground to a halt.
Drift ice began to accumulate on the surface, merging into a solid sheet merely seconds later.
