The 2nd layer was dealing with the mysteries revealed by the latest ascension but the Night Immortal was currently shivering as a snow storm blocked a cave entrance. The howling wind was full of water, air, and darkness Qi but the power of it was far beyond her ability to repel it.
A blazing fire roared as the bare stone was finally radiating the heat enough to stop her shivering. Her soul, however, was still shaking from the raggedly covered man across from her.
His features were a legend after 2 centuries but the current man was far from the pristine image depicted in paintings and words.
Lind Frey was haggard. His face was covered in a stubble while his emerald mane of hair was ratty and uncared for. His robes were replaced with powerful but poorly stitched leathers.
