Sebastian and the serpentfolk chieftain wasted no time, traveling with utmost haste towards the serpentfolk's Holy Land.
However, the journey proved treacherous.
Had Sebastian not mastered skills of both the assassin and the warrior, the path might have severely depleted his stamina.
After a few hours, the duo reached the entrance to the Holy Land.
Surprisingly, the entrance seemed quite unremarkable, appearing as nothing more than a rock buried beneath snow.
"Are you certain this is the entrance to your tribe's Holy Land? Why don't I see anything resembling a door?" Sebastian observed his surroundings, unable to spot any portal-like structure.
Without uttering a word, the serpentfolk chieftain approached a solitary stone.
Naturally, Sebastian followed, curious about the chieftain's intent.
Once at the stone, the chieftain cleared its surface of debris and let a drop of his blood fall upon it.
