Ryan never imagined that such a terrifying monster could emerge from a place like Skyreach Territory.
Ethan's talent… Ethan's strength…
It was more than shocking—it was incomprehensible.
"I am truly sorry."
Ryan cupped his hands respectfully. Then, with a flick of spiritual energy, he rose into the air.
Before leaving, he looked back and smiled bitterly.
"I hope you become famous across the mainland one day. And when you come to the White North… my lady will be waiting."
With that, Ryan turned into a streak of silver light and disappeared into the clouds.
"The White North…"
Ethan's eyes narrowed slightly, quietly memorizing the name.
Though distant, he had long studied the map of Oceanreach Continent.
The White North region sat at its utmost northern point—an endless span of ancient forests and snowfields that blanketed the land year-round. A place untouched by sunlight for months at a time.
By all logic, no civilization should thrive in such a frozen wasteland.
