Phoenix Plume Plains lay north of the Cold Wind Corridor, a warm enclave carved out amid the surrounding snowfields.
But this warm enclave had shrunk to the smallest possible size, now less than five hundred square kilometers.
Snow had already blanketed Phoenix Plume Plains.
Viewed from above, Phoenix Plume Plains resembled a depression in the snowfields, differing only in that it lacked a thick Ice Cap. At its center stood a red castle, surrounded by a small town.
A large population still lived in this small warm enclave, isolated amid the snowfields.
Whoosh!
Black Oil Dragon Rosai descended from the clouds and landed at the edge of Phoenix Plume Plains. Russell leaped down from her back, his boots crunching into the snow.
He then crouched down and touched the frozen earth beneath the snow.
"Polly, can you sense the power of this warm enclave? The power of the pseudo-dragon Jinnali is fading." Russell spoke in his mind as his Dragon Breath spread through the frozen soil and across the entire warm enclave.
He was sensing the lingering power left behind by the pseudo-dragon Jinnali.
"Yes, I can feel it. Jinnali's power is weakening. If not for the support provided by the Dragon's radiance, this power likely could not have endured for so long... If Phoenix Plume Plains were deep within the snowfields, it would probably have become a Cold Spring Point long ago."
Without a Dragon's support, the Dragon Sleep Continent would have no Warm Lands.
The Volcanic Oasis relied on the radiance of dragonflame. The warm enclaves opened up by Wyverns likewise needed dragonflame for support. Even warm enclaves created by pseudo-dragons could not exist without relying on dragonflame.
"But." Russell rose to his feet and said, "Polly, can you sense it? At the very core of this land,