The group stumbled out of the White Rabbit's portal and onto the outskirts of the Frozen North, the cold biting at their skin almost instantly. Frost clung to the sparse trees, and the ground was covered in a thick layer of snow.

The Mad Hatter, still carrying the slumbering Dormouse on his back, grumbled, "It's even colder than I remember."

The White Rabbit, still trying to catch his breath, looked toward Alice. "This is as far as I can bring you. We'll have to cross the rest of the distance on foot."

Before Alice could respond to Rabbit, Tweedle Dee suddenly spoke up, his voice unusually serious. "We know this place, don't we, Dum?"

Dum nodded, his eyes scanning the strange landscape with a hint of unease. "We sure do, brother, but not like this." He pointed at the twisted patches of land that seemed darkened.

Dee sighed. "Never thought I'd see it look so... wrong."

Dum shuddered. "Neither do I brother, neither do I."

Alice's attention was then trained to the unmistakable trail of the Void's corruption weaving its way through the frozen landscape. Blackened, twisted patches of land marred the purity of the snow, and the air was thick with an unnatural chill.

Her heart sank as she surveyed the scene. "The Void... it's already here."

The White Knight stepped forward, his hand tightening on his sword's hilt. "We need to hurry."

Following that up, the Queen of Hearts' General scanned the area. "We might still be ahead of it. The Well of Wonders can't be far from here."

The Gryphon let out a sharp cry as he flew up briefly to get a better view. "The Well of Wonders is to the north, just beyond those icy hills. But we're not alone. The Void has already sent its minions ahead of us."

The Lion growled softly in response. "Then we best be prepared to face them."

The March Hare, gripping his hammer tightly, nodded in agreement. "It's happening. We need to act quickly."

Alice took a deep breath even though the cold air stung her lungs. "We'll stop it. We have to."

The Queen of Hearts' General turned to the Tweedle twins. "You two," he barked, "Do you know a shortcut to the Well of Wonders? We can't waste any time."

Tweedle Dee scratched his head, looking to his brother. "We know the way, don't we Dum?"

Tweedle Dum nodded, though his face was uncertain. "We sure do... but not the fastest way. The paths have changed."

Dee sighed, glancing toward the creeping shadows of the Void. "But we'll get you there. It'll just be trickier than usual."

The General narrowed his eyes. "Then lead on. We'll handle the rest."

With the Gryphon scouting above them and the twins guiding from the ground, the group set off toward the heart of the Frozen North, ready for whatever twisted forces the Void had prepared. The landscape ahead loomed ominously, the last bastion before reaching the Well of Wonders. Time was against them, but their resolve had never been stronger.

Alice glanced at her companions—worn, but determined. She could feel the weight of the Heart of Wonderland in her hand, its glow faint but still alive. The fate of Wonderland rested on their shoulders, and time was running out.

"Oh dear, the Void's gone ahead of us," the White Rabbit whispered, his eyes still filled with fear.

The Mad Hatter, with the Dormouse still resting on his back, flashed a manic grin. "Oh, this is going to be a marvelously mad dash to the finish, isn't it?"

"Whatever twisted forces the Void has waiting for us," Alice said, her voice steady, "we'll face them together."

The path ahead was twisted, ever-shifting, as if the very fabric of the land resisted their approach. Ice cracked beneath their feet, and the trees, warped by the Void's touch, seemed to writhe and bend, blocking their way one moment, only to open up the next. It was as though the Frozen North itself was alive, trying to prevent them from reaching their goal.

Alice tightened her grip on the Heart of Wonderland, feeling its faint pulse in her hand. "Stay close," she urged, her eyes darting around as shadows danced at the edge of her vision. "The Void knows we're coming."

The Gryphon swooped low, landing beside the group with a heavy thud. "The path ahead shifts even more. It's like the land is trying to swallow itself whole."

The General's jaw clenched. "We push forward. No matter what." He turned to the twins. "Do you know any other way around?"

Dee and Dum exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing in thought. After a moment, Dee shrugged. "We might. If the land lets us."

Frustrated, the General turned swiftly to the Gryphon. "Then you're our only hope, Gryphon. We need eyes in the sky. Check for any possible path we can take—something that'll give us a way through this madness."

The Gryphon gave a sharp nod, unfurling its wings with a powerful beat that sent a gust of wind rippling through the group. "I'll return quickly," it called out as it soared into the air, disappearing into the darkened skies above.

The White Rabbit watched the Gryphon ascend, her grip tightening on the Heart of Wonderland. "Let's hope it finds something. We're running out of time."

The Mock Turtle, who had been trailing behind with heavy steps, let out a deep, mournful sigh. "And what if there is no way through?" he said in his slow, sorrowful voice. "What if we're simply walking toward our doom, lost in this twisted land forever?"

The Flamingo, perched nervously beside him, fluttered its wings. "Oh, don't be such a downer! There's got to be something ahead, right?"

The Mock Turtle shook his head. "I've seen places fall into ruin before. This… this feels the same."

Alice frowned, glancing at the others. "We have to believe there's still hope, even if it feels like everything's against us."

"We've survived worse odds," the White Knight added, gripping his sword, "And besides, the Well of Wonders is our only hope, and we're not turning back now."

The March Hare gripped his hammer tighter, tapping it nervously against his shoulder. "I say we just barrel through! Whatever's in our way, we smash it. Simple."

The White Rabbit shook his head, his ears twitching in agitation. "I don't think it could work like that, March Hare. Not everything's… smashable."

The Mad Hatter let out a burst of laughter, tossing a vial in the air and catching it with a flourish. "Oh, smashing everything in our path? Now that's hilarious! Imagine the chaos! I'd pay to see that!" He winked at the March Hare, grinning madly.

Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum chimed in, bouncing on their heels. "What's a little danger without some fun?" Dee said, grinning. "Isn't that right, Dum?"

"Fun?" Dum echoed, his smile fading a bit. "This doesn't feel like fun at all, Dee."

Before anyone could respond, the Gryphon swooped back down, landing heavily before them. His wings folded, and he glanced at the General with a grim expression.

"There's a path ahead," the Gryphon reported, his voice low and serious. "It's passable, but... it's crawling with the Void's minions. They're waiting for us."

The General's eyes narrowed. "How many?"

"Too many to count from the air," the Gryphon replied, his gaze shifting to Alice. "We'll be fighting our way through."

Alice tightened her grip on the Heart of Wonderland, determination flickering in her eyes. "Then we fight."

The General was the first to speak. "Good. It's time to test the strength of our united front. We move in formation, protect Alice at all costs."

The White Knight gave a determined nod, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "I will lead the charge."

The Lion growled softly, muscles rippling as he paced. "Strength in numbers means nothing if they don't see us coming. I can take the front alongside the Knight, clear the way with brute force."

The Walrus stepped in with a grim expression. "It's not going to be an easy fight, is it?"

The Carpenter nodded at the Walrus, gripping his tools. "Aye, but if we don't cut them down, who will? I say we craft our own destiny. One strike at a time."

The Mock Turtle let out a sigh, his flippers shifting uneasily. "I suppose we'll be forced to fight, though I'm certain it'll be a dreadful experience for all involved..."

The Flamingo ruffled its feathers, peering around nervously. "We've come too far to back down now, haven't we? If we must fight, then fight we shall."

Tweedle Dee spoke up with his usual cheeky grin. "Well, brother, seems like a game, doesn't it? Think we'll win this round?"

Tweedle Dum shrugged, though his expression was far more serious. "Games always have winners and losers, don't they? But we're on the winning team, aren't we?"

The White Rabbit twitched nervously, adjusting his pocket watch. "I... I've been trying to make a portal, but I'm afraid it would be too risky. We could end up anywhere. We'll have to stick with the others for now."

The Mad Hatter let out a wild laugh, tipping his hat back. "Well, this sounds like quite the adventure! Explosions, hammers, and a little madness mixed in! I'd say we're ready for a party, wouldn't you?"

The March Hare tapped his hammer against his shoulder again, nodding fervently. "Let's smash them. We've waited long enough."

The Gryphon flexed his wings, casting a sharp glance over the group. "Well then, if you're all set on this course, follow me. Time isn't on our side, and the longer we wait, the stronger the Void becomes." His voice was a low rumble, the weight of the situation clear in his tone.

He took to the air again, hovering just above them. "Stay close, and don't stray from the path. If you do, the Void will swallow you whole."

The General unsheathed his sword, stepping forward with a sharp nod. "Lead the way, Gryphon. We'll be right behind you."