Tyr journeyed through the mountains on Rudra's back.
The peaks were beautiful, rising up far above the clouds above.
The wind was chilling and dry, causing cracked lips and swollen eyelids in some folk.
Tyr, on the other hand, seemed to handle it fine. His GG constitution allowed him to survive under more harsh conditions with a lot more ease.
The path he traveled along was fairly thin.
A few trees accompanied alongside the path, and on either side were giant mountains as far as the eye could see.
Tyr had seen his fair share of beasts travel along. Most of them weren't too strong, around Apex Rank on average.
Although, at that point, strength was only relative. Wilderness filled with Apex beasts would be frightening in Ainsveld, but it seemed nature evolved and adapted differently to Eldraemar's superior strength.
