"Well then... this way!" Dag commanded, walking on the frontline in the direction marked on the map, sinking one after another his feet in the untouched snow, which in that stretch of the plain had not been trampled for a long time.
The good weather conditions allowed all the troops of the three Clans to proceed straight without a hitch, while a light cool wind blew over them, but they were well equipped against it, carrying their weapons and other bags full of resources, which further weighed down their clothes, increasing their thermal power.
After traveling just under five kilometers in the middle of nowhere, the plain slightly increased its slope, as they approached the area of the mountain range, visible throughout their journey in front of them.
The ground bent gently and the plain gradually became a kind of valley that passed through two huge mountains, more than a hundred meters high.
