In the far north, this place was close to the frost kingdom, but there was no snowstorm.
This place was called the dark green basin by the people of the Frost Kingdom. There was another name... the death basin.
This basin was filled with poisonous swamps and fog. In the depths of the basin, there were a lot of monsters that could kill humans.
“We’re finally home.”
Al sat on the roots of a tree tiredly.
“The teleportation portal is still under construction. Now is not the time to let down our guard.”
The branches and leaves reminded al. at the same time, she scanned the forest.
Elder Sindonar was building a teleportation portal to the city of the sky, Arthur Crow.
This kind of magic that could affect space was something that the High Elves were proficient in.
Without the help of the ice dragon, Elder Sindonar had used the teleportation spell to bring Al and the branches to the basin thousands of miles away from Nolan in just a week.
