Walking through the portal, the party was assaulted by the winter winds that caused them to shiver. Even Lyrica could feel the cold while Shiro shrugged it off.
Looking around her, Shiro realised that they were on top of a tall mountain covered with a blanket of snow. A surge of mana could be seen converging around the peak.
Making their way to the top, they could see countless tubes and wires connected to a large throne that was overlooking the world. The view from the mountain top was gorgeous if one ignored the horrors that lay below. The soothing blanket of clouds moved softly in the horizon.
From this spot, one could see a distant thunderstorm surging around the god beast.
"Seems like she has died." A voice rang out as Shiro nodded her head.
Her expression was serious as she felt uneasy around the woman's presence. Like something deep within was calling her to either step away or eliminate the source.
