Early in the morning, Arktos was already sitting in the icy throne room, turning his chair to the picture window and ominously looking at Greenland through a large telescope. James was bored nearby, periodically wiping his monocle. The snowman was once again making plans to seize the blooming country next door Arktos: "James, just look at these green meadows... Ugh! They lack white and cold to perfection!!!"
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