Along the pitch black corridor, climbing the spiral stairs, Ying approached the castle wall.
It was different when battling with the monsters during daylight. The castle wall stood silently, faint echoes of footsteps from patrolling soldiers could be heard, the white snow covering the rocks was slowly melting. One of the patrolling soldiers with a torch saw a glimpse of a young girl with silver hair in the snow. He rubbed his eyes and looked again but there was nothing there; he started to think that he must be seeing illusions due to fatigue.
Ying focused on the pact's resonance. After awhile, she found her master.
The last light has completely died out, the heavy snow covering the fortress under the pitch black sky, the dark-haired warrior stood at the castle wall, eye gazing at the distant white mountain terrain and black forest.
