Somewhere within the depths of hell, in between a land of cold and snow and its direct contrast, a fiery field seemed to be prominent atop the cliff. Two people were conversing solemnly, their eyes sharp and vigilant. It was Grace and Abby.
"Fuck!" Grace cussed as she punched what seemed to be a cliff's base. Frustration covered her face as tears welled up. She couldn't help but breathe rapidly as anger got the best of her, but thankfully, she managed to calm herself while sitting on the ground.
"Mom…." Abby, who stood behind Grace. A worried expression surfaced as she walked closer to Grace.
Grace could only sigh as she replied, "Don't worry… I'm fine…. We need to find Caspian and the others immediately…. We got lucky and teleported to the Ice Wind Peaks near the dragon's den… but the others… ah, fuck!"
