An hour before the massive snow wave hit Luak's army, Henry had climbed to the peak of the mountain, where he could see the entire horizon. The lands beneath his throne laid bared before his eyes. The vast grey forest stretching for miles resembled the hues of his eyes, and the pure white snow that blanketed the ground was like a sacred mantle enveloping the earth, protecting its pureness.
"It's beautiful…"- Henry couldn't help but say, while ensuring that Mana flowed through his Mana Circuits to maintain his body's warmth and supply enough strength to fill his lungs with oxygen.
