The meandering canyon was like a centipede that leaned on the snow. In the frozen canyon, the long-lasting ice was reflecting glittering light.
On the left side of the cliff, there were two people standing. One of them was facing the sun while breathing the sunshine in and out. A faint flame could be seen every time he breathed.
He was a young man in his twenties who looked rather arrogant. He was wearing a leather cap on his head and a silver, tightly-fitting robe. The robe was glittering in the sunshine as though it was made of pieces of scales. A powerful aura that surrounded his whole body was integrating with the huge sun in the sky and the deep canyon in the ground.
Behind him was a lady in a bright-red dress. She was youthful, lively, and had elegant facial features.
"Senior brother, are you alright?" the lady in the red dress asked with concern.
