"Step, step, step!"
On the icy, snowy road, several speeding carriages quickly crossed the interval between the port and the city. On the middle carriage, where Fisher was riding, Fisher and Philis each pulled back the curtains on the left and right of the carriage to survey the situation outside. However, each of them focused on different things.
Fisher was looking at the distant Sema Mountains. He had now reached the northern end of the Northern Realm. What once seemed like a distant shadow under the sky had now been magnified and appeared in front of its observers in an extremely shocking manner. The spine-like, sharply angular massive mountain range was fully covered in nothing but the pale Frost Snow that enveloped it day and night. The towering heights, where one peak soared higher than the next, displayed its ferocity and mystery like a series of relentless jaws.
