Alex felt strange as he walked through the snow, he couldn't be sure if it was due to worry about what was happening at Victoria's castle or if it was just the biting cold.
He pondered options that could be helpful given the current state of things.
With the enemy quite prepared, it was difficult to make plans that could potentially overturn whatever they had in store.
But this wasn't his first time against insurmountable odds, so why did it feel like this time there was no way around it?
He let out a sigh, pausing for a moment as he watched the cold mist escape his lips.
If only there could be a time when the situation wasn't so complicated.
But perhaps he was asking for too much.
Recalling what Ashtyx had said… He wondered if perhaps this was the Aether's attempt to deal with him.
It seemed far-reaching… But it wasn't completely without basis.
Regardless… he decided to focus on getting… through this storm.
