Surrounded by several snowy mountains, two individuals stood at the foot of one mountain in particular.
The mountain was indistinguishable from the others—it had a gleaming black surface and thick layers of snow covering it.
The immense cold and barely passable sun made the landscape dark. Add to it the ceaseless downpour of snow, and it was practically an eternal land of frost.
"We've come this far. Nice." The golden-haired boy smiled, staring hard at the mountain in front of him.
Kuzon tilted his face a little, staring at the shorter girl beside him.
Her gaze was not on the mountain, but rather on a device she held tightly in her hands. The object resembled a compass, and it pointed straight in the direction of the massive structure in front of them.
Plus, its green glow indicated they were in the right area.
"It took a few days, but… we're finally here." Anabelle Frederick smiled.
