At the edge of the outcropping, Clara pulled her body up further, using the claw to create traction and handholds, careful not to make a mistake or lose her grip. The snow had built up significantly at the top of the outcropping, and Clara was once again pulling herself through it, this time much happier when she finally had her feet beneath her again. She wanted to lay on the top of the rock in the snow, just letting her tired body regain some strength, but at any moment, an automated patrolling aircraft could fly overhead and reveal her position.