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"We should have asked the Catharians to install a thermal generator in the armor!" Gerda wanted to say, but she couldn't: the terrible pain in her jaw suggested that she would have to be fed with a spoon for some time. And that's already good, considering that the cold served as a natural anesthetic!
The Northerner climbed out of the ruined armor and bandaged her jaw with a piece of cloth, looking around in surprise.
"How long were we in the ice?"