Randolph and Shadow have already started their journey to get the weapon that Azazel wants. They were teleported by a magus right at the Pandaemonium outer border gate. The two of them arrived at an area covered in snow.
"Shit, it must be hard to walk in a thick pile of snow like that"
Randolph's complaint was only taken lightly by Shadow.
"Didn't you just a moment ago worship this place highly? Why has your speech changed drastically now? Don't worry, the bodies of the living creatures here have adapted well to deal with this kind of weather here. After all, the equipment we use also has pretty good benefits."
Randolph agreed with Shadow's words. The armor he uses also has advantages in protection from the cold and the shoes he wears have pads that can keep them from sinking into the snow.
"Tap…"
Someone tapped Randolph on the shoulder while he was still busy conversing with Shadow.
"Vazord, how are you? Are you ready to go now?"
