The group was riding along a narrow path that cut through a wide forest. A towering peak that reached the clouds was on their left. The cold air of eternal snow was blowing towards them from there.
Aurdis and Aerchon led the group with a stern expression. They both wanted to reach Sylvan Haven quickly, but they couldn't just go there and had to travel a long way.
The sun had already set now and the air was getting colder. Aurdis and Aerchon had forced to speed up their pace for this journey, so they only brought a few warriors.
To be exact, fifty warriors were in the group. Aerchon of course chose his best warriors for this journey.
That number was clearly too small to travel to Sylvan Haven. This was the smallest number that had ever been with them when they went to that sacred place.
Aerchon was a little anxious about security. However, Aurdis once again insisted on only bringing a few people because they had to move faster.
