The skies over the Twilight Mountains glowed as enormous icebergs continued their slow drift.
After the wizards entered the Twilight Mountains, the expressions on each of their faces gradually became more solemn, knowing that they were not far from Lassudral and combat could erupt at any moment.
Sanders was now at the very front of the iceberg, where nearly all the high-end combat power was gathered, including Monty.
"Sanders," Kanter, who had originally been standing on the other side, had now stealthily made his way over, "I was on the leeward side, and it's so windy it's made my nose turn red. Your side is much better."
Kanter's nose was bright red, and his already somewhat flat bridge looked even more conspicuous, resembling the tipsy old man from the fairy tales.
"You could activate your protection," Sanders suggested.
