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In a place where nothing could be seen aside from the white blanket that was hovering around the surface and those dense white particles in the air, there were the sounds of snow getting crushed under the nails of a horse.
"Slow down, my girl…. Slow down…"
With his hands slowly caressing his mount, Callius slowed down.
'This storm. Is this normal?'
I have been moving for three hours straight, and this storm is showing no signs of ending. If not for my [All Seeing Eye], I would have long lost their trail.
'We will see.'
Approaching the first physical trace, I have found in these three hours, I thought.
'These are traces. They made a fire here.'
Seeing the ashes and black marks under a small stone was the thing that came to my mind.
'But, they didn't even remove the traces. It seems they have yet to realize someone is following them. This is good.'
With that thought, I looked at the slight footprints.
