Branson sped through the forest on his horse, the wind whipping past his face as the dense canopy of trees blurred around him. His mind was still a whirl of emotions from the confrontation with Edwin, but he pushed those thoughts aside. He had more pressing matters to attend to.
Suddenly, he felt different auras which he identified as ice dragons.
"Hmm, I was expecting this already, you've decided to reveal yourself" Branson smirked and continued, heading deeper into the forest.
The forest grew thicker, the path more treacherous, and Branson knew he was nearing the domain of the ice dragons. He pulled on the reins, bringing his horse to a halt. Climbing down, he carefully scanned his environment, his senses heightened. The air was frigid, and an unnatural stillness hung in the air.
