Three days later, on the southeast border of Black Sand Region.
Kohen Karabeyan leaned against his Load-Bearer and knelt down in pain on one knee. He cast his gaze on the two people across the snow in the distance.
They were Raphael, whose survival was undetermined, and the unconscious Miranda, who was badly injured.
'Damn.'
Kohen could feel pain spreading in his ribs. His opponent's attacks had been merciless.
'Putray was right.
'Staying in the North has been extremely dangerous for them.
'But he missed one thing.
'Their enemies aren't just from Black Sand Region.
'There's also the Day Before the Bitter Cold Winter.
'And…'
Kohen struggled to raise his head to look at the enemy in front of him, and he saw the sneer that appeared on the person's lips.
'There's him too.
'This young man.'
