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The flood was beneath them, but the world had ceased to exist. Instead of black, roaring death, screaming white now surrounded Kaise and his men. His ears were closed against the sound but it still filled his head, a different kind of hell from the one below. He tried in vain to find something in the nonexistence before him. His armor protected him from the worst of the weather. He sat against hard rock. He and his men had crawled into a shallow cave, but it did little to block the wind and snow. Kaise’s legs looked like another part of the landscape. Ari, Zeni, and Zin were on his right, directly in the path of the wind. Kaise could ma