Avis sped northward at a breakneck pace. The surrounding landscape grew increasingly desolate as they flew, with yellow sand swirling wildly through the air, the climate turning harsh, and no signs of life anywhere—not even a trace of magical beasts.
After flying for an entire day and night, the group finally arrived at a region of extreme cold in the northernmost reaches.
This was where the entrance to the Ancient Battlefield Ruins was located, and around it, one could still see skeletons eroded by the fierce winds.
Other than that, there wasn't even a shadow of a person, let alone any signs of life.
The biting wind howled through the air. Sini and Tracy, being weaker, struggled to withstand the cold and instinctively moved closer to John for warmth.
"Let's get started," Tony said, clearly displeased with the environment. He glanced at Ben, urging him on.
