The storm spun.
Before anyone could react, they landed in a certain space.
It was a monotonous space.
Above them stretched a pitch-black sky, without a single star.
Beneath their feet was equally black ground.
From time to time, an energy storm swept through the space overhead, leaving splendid trails across the black curtain.
It carried an icy chill.
"Captain, where is this?" someone asked.
Kasheng swept his gaze around and found that all ten of them were here.
Subconsciously, he let out a sigh of relief.
Snow fell from time to time, landing on everyone.
"Come on, let's go forward!" Kasheng said. "It seems we've reached our destination!"
This space was not large. Ahead, the outline of a villa had already emerged.
The group could not spare thought for anything else. They headed toward the villa. When they drew close, Kasheng looked up and saw that rather than a villa, it was more like a tower.
The tower was perhaps a dozen meters tall, rising high overhead. Looking more closely, frost had gathered over it.
"Who are you people?" an aged voice came from behind the door.
"Are you His Excellency the Ice and Snow Sage? I am Kasheng, ordered by Her Majesty to pay my respects to Your Excellency." As he spoke, Kasheng's voice trembled. It was not from fear, but because the nearer he came to the tower, the more piercingly cold it became.
"...Come in!" the aged voice sounded again.
The door opened without a sound.
Kasheng and his group hurried inside. Strangely, the moment they entered, the icy chill vanished at once.
This was a small reception room, with a warm fireplace burning.
Not far away, an old man sat in a chair. His face was gaunt, and he wore a robe marked with symbols