Leon, thankfully, was near the front of their group when the mountains decided to eat up half of them. The scene might have been comical if it wasn't terrifyingly traumatic. By the end of the avalanche, Leon was sliding skittishly across the icy snow, before being dumped into an ungraceful heap, and having his clothes soaked in snow, that soon made him shiver.<br/><br/>Looking back on the once-valley, he recanted a soft prayer to his gods... He was a terribly pious man at times, whenever it was convenient, but such a loss of life always warranted a prayer. He ended the prayer with a swear, and the chatter of teeth. "It's so fantastically<em>fucking</em>cold here!" He cried.