The storm continues to pour, inside the cave they get a little warmth from the burning wood.
They looked at the fire, the air they could still feel was very cold. In this condition there is nothing they can hope for.
"Master, if I may ask, have you been in this kind of situation many times?"
Arzlan directed his gaze to the man, this he thought was quite strange for him to hear the man's words.
"What makes you ask that question?"
"N-No, I was just curious! Your appearance is so unusual before my eyes!"
Arzlan was curious from where he was unusual, but he couldn't force others to think differently.
"I've traveled many times like this, it's only natural that I understand how to deal with this condition!"
"Oh, I see!" He was at a loss for words to continue the conversation, he understood that Arzlan would not want to talk to someone like him.
