It towered over the water, a massive wall of ice that seemed to stretch endlessly in every direction. The iceberg was easily as large as Frosthaven itself. The sheer size of it made the three men thank heaven for being safe and sound.

As they stared in awe at the iceberg, something caught Jacob’s eye. At the far edge of the ice, just where it began to slope down towards the water, something was moving. He squinted, his breath catching in his throat as he tried to make out the shape.