Except for gradually feeling hungry and paranoid in my shelter, I wasn't just passively waiting for the worst to happen.

For a long moment, I tried to figure out the best option I had in order to survive in this place with my condition, and to be honest there weren’t many of them.

The wise thing to do in this situation would have been to bury myself in my shelter and wait for help to arrive, but that was obviously not going to happen, so I had no choice but to fight in order to survive.

And the only thing I could rely on to fight was pretty much only Aina, but without both my sight and my right arm, I can't even pull out half of what I was capable of. One of my arms missing was already very incapacitating but without my sight, I was pretty much in deep shit.

I had been trying to think of a way, even if it didn't replace my vision or my arm, to improve my firepower and my chances of survival for the past two days, but I couldn't come up with anything. It wasn't until I was completely exhausted by frustration and helplessness that I had my epiphany. I tried to escape through the metabolism known as sleep, but the moment I closed my eyes, I was immediately invaded by a sudden wave of nostalgia, and I will never be thankful enough for that nostalgia.

The wolf-like monster was clearly charging from behind but was stopped net by something heavy slamming against him, immediately followed by a pained groan.

I immediately ran to where the wolf was and sent out my most vicious kick, I heard the sound of flying wolf and the sound of its body slamming squishily against something, I couldn’t see it but I could imagine the wolf body flying away from my kick to land violently against a tree.

I was able to stop the wolf charge and pinpoint his correct position thanks to one thing the “Reality Figer”.

At first, I had completely forgotten about its existence, but it was always with me since the beginning.

I would never be thankful enough for Mael having given me this book, this book was particularly helpful in my situation, and that’s for two precise reasons.

The first being that, thanks to Ramia, specifically our first sparring, I realized that book could be used in a different way than its creator intended. I have no idea what material was used to create that thing, but its cover was at least as tough as steel. Though it did not provide the same options and possibilities as my right hand, it could at least serve as a good shield for my right body part or weapon if used as I did earlier against the wolf.

But it wasn’t all, there was a second thing that made the book particularly useful, the Reality Figer can fly on its own, with no regard for the law of physics whatsoever on the whims of its owner. The reality finger’s flight ability functions as an extension of its owner's body, much like a hand that is not bound to its trunk by its limbs. as such, I can pretty much tell where exactly it is even without any visual perception. That was how I was able to estimate pretty much when to send my kick against that wolf.

I heard something from the two remaining wolves, appears they were charging at me.

I sent out the reality figer as a projectile toward where I heard the footstep of one of the wolf but I knew the reality figer didn’t hit it… it didn’t take me less than one second to realize that it had somehow dodged my attack

I quickly retrieved the reality figer to instead focus on the other wolf that I could hear charging at me. I braced myself for its attack, but it never came; instead of charging straight at me, it came to a sudden stop in the middle of its charge.

I had no idea why it did that but I had a very bad feeling out of this.

A heavy, slow, and heavy canine footfalls that caused small ripples each time they reached the ground came from behind me accompanied by loud bestial breaths.

Suddenly, a deafening howl reverberated from where the footfall came from, and almost instantly, I felt the ambient temperature drop dramatically as if it wasn't already cold enough.

I heard the two wolves scattering themselves in two directions opposite as if their life depended on it, well to be fair their life depended on it.

I've slain a lot of fangwolf packs before; it usually follows this pattern: I meet a pack, they start attacking me, I start slaughtering them, once only one-third of them is left alive, and it's then and only then that they consider flying for their lives.

I'm not sure if that logic applies to all wolf monsters, but for them to flee the scene so quickly, whatever appeared behind me they must have assumed that they had no chance to win a fight against that thing, and, I too agree on that regard, even jealous the chance they have to be able to run away.

For the ambient temperature to drop like that just from his roar, the monster must be a frost-wielding wolf-type magical beast; only three species of magical beast fitting these descriptions were mentioned in the encyclopedia, but two of them is not supposed to be found around here and the size doesn’t match. So it leaves me with just one possibility: a Frost Ashwolf, a wolf-like monster that can grow to be 2 meters and a half or 3 meters tall when standing on four legs, depending on its age.

Given the size of that collosse, the little wooden stick I used as a stake would be useless against it.

With a sudden thud on the ground coming from the wolf, I hurriedly summoned the reality figer in front of me as a shield.

Immediately after my body was propelled by a powerful head bash sending me crashing against a tree that was a few meters away from where I stood.

Even being fully enhanced with aina, I felt the pain from the landing at its fullest.

The wolf charged at me again with a loud growl, I quickly dodged to my left landing against the corpse of one of the wolves I killed earlier, and heard loud a thud against the tree, followed by a wood tearing noise and a furious growl, I could only imagine the wolf was planning to swallow me whole but ended up burring its teeth deep within the tree.

Even without seeing it, I felt the wolf stare full of rage to my bone, I knew it was about to launch another attack again.

The wolf let out another earth-shattering growl and this time, instead of having the ambient temperature falling as it did earlier, it instead rose

I knew what it meant, if I were seeing I would see that wolf howling head, jaw widely open facing the sky, jaw above which a cristal mass would be hovering, the truth is that neither the temperature didn’t rose but it was just the ice mass hovering above the wolf head was so cold that everything around was cold, that wolf was about to use a magical attack, an ice stream breath that will engulf everything around within hundredth of meter in ice.

Running away was right thing to do here, but that attack of his, offered me the one chance in one million to kill him.

I charged straight at the wolf that was still charging its attack, climbed on its glacial body to reach right around its neck, transformed the reality figer into its small spherical form, firmly clenched inside my fist, and punched through one of the most vulnerable organs of any living being whether it be humans or magical beasts: the eyes.

It made the wolf groan in pain, and moving frantically which cause its attack to explode even before it was fully charged; the blast sent me flying away, just to land helplessly on the snow, I felt the right side of my body being completely engulfed by frost.

The blow rendered my right side completely unresponsive, and I began to lose consciousness, so as a last resort, I made the reality figer retrieve its book form and made it twirl around on its own.

Not even five seconds after, I heard a loud thud on the ground.

I sigh out a breath of relief, the reality was no longer in my hand, but rather inside the wolf skull.

When punching through its eyes, I took care to deposit the reality figer in its sphere form deep inside its skull. By retrieving its book form, the reality figer must’ve squished its brain beyond repair.

With my last remaining strength, I could muster, I crawled my way to the wolf carcass for I was no longer able to stand.

Once I reached the wolf, I felt some movement from it, but it didn’t shake me up too much, for I knew that it was too late for him.

I put my hand on its fur and touch its fur and felt something weird from it.

“It’s strange why do you feel… so warm when you’re supposed to be an ice-wielder monster.” I was strangely drawn by the warmth emanating from the wolf, I went to wallow myself next to it.”I see… you’re also trying your best to survive… do your best then...” I said before losing consciousness.