"This village, just how far away is it." Aeron complained, they'd been walking for hours already.
The farther they walked away from the capital, the mistier their surroundings got. It didn't seem like a naturally occurring mist but rather something the mysterious tower came with.
"It's about the journey not the destination, cheer up." Viktor tried to cheer him up.
"Is it really?" Kiro questioned, not expecting an answer.
They couldn't see that far but the village soon came into view. Nobody was at the gates to ensure everyone who entered wasn't a thief.
That was strange because villages around Asgard were quite strict about this. Every village had its own little militia to deal with destructive players who didn't like following the rules—but here they were entering without proving their purpose of visitation.
