Northern stood at the edge of the hill, looking over at the other side.
What he saw made his face pale, paler than usual; his eyes almost shuddered.
Towering rock pillars, covered in dense, green vegetation, rose sharply from the ground, piercing through a sea of clouds.
These pillars were characterized by their steep, sheer cliffs and varying heights, creating a dramatic and awe-inspiring view.
Some of the pillars were connected by natural stone bridges, adding a mystical feel to the place.
The entire place was bathed in soft, diffuse sunlight, with clouds shrouding their depths.
Terence also reached Northern's side and slightly opened her mouth.
"How are we supposed to cross?"
Northern's gaze was fixed on the daunting landscape as he responded:
"We fly… I guess?"
Terence looked at him,
"Northern, can you fly?"
"No…"
