A silver door appeared eerily across the snowy white expanse as the cold wind howled, and before long, two people stepped out of it.
"God, what the hell is this place? It's freezing!" Garen shivered the moment he emerged.
Needless to say, the two were Josh and Garen. After sending Dumbledore and Hermione back, Josh had opened the Void Gate once more and transported them to this godforsaken place. When Hermione heard the news, her eyes had lit up and she had wanted to come along, but Dumbledore, as the headmaster, naturally refused and simply dragged her away.
"Who the hell knows where this is? Could it be Skyrim Province? If it is, we're in serious trouble."
Josh was freezing too. Unlike Garen, who was a warrior, his physique could not handle the cold nearly as well. Worse still, none of his magic seemed capable of keeping him warm, which left him rather embarrassed—although he had learned some fire magic, it had long since turned into Void Fire because of the power of the Void.
Fortunately, they had come prepared. This was not their first trip, and their Space Bags contained all sorts of clothing, including winter gear. Without another word, they put on their thick padded coats and immediately looked much more comfortable.
"Who knew this trip would be so unlucky? We ended up somewhere this cold. Is the whole world like this? Is Skyrim Province really like you said?"
Garen rubbed his hands together and spoke with clear displeasure. Cold was a serious problem. As a warrior, the chill could stiffen his body, and when facing an enemy, even his movements might become distorted. That was hardly good news for him.
"More or less. If this really is Skyrim Province, we're in big trouble. Skyrim Province isn't a