"We're here," Flame Dragon Uri said as they approached a tall tower just like the one in the center of the Labyrinth of Tears. "Welcome to the Northern Tower."
Surrounding the Northern Tower was a snowy plain with no trees in sight. If the region wasn't ice-cold, William would have thought he had returned to the desert. That being said, the temperatures were nothing near the cold air he had to endure when he acquired the Ice Element Root previously.
Uri landed, William jumping off his back as he massaged his legs from the uncomfortable ride. He hadn't used a saddle, and the dragon's back was very spiny with few footholds. His inner thighs were covered in red marks from trying not to fall off Uri's back, and even his hands were exhausted from gripping Uri's vibrant red scales.
"So this is the Northern Tower then, huh? What was the tower in the Labyrinth?" William asked as he looked around. There didn't seem to be any presence of life other than theirs within a hundred kilometers.
