When Qiao Lun emerged from the game again, Tsezguerra was beside him, fully equipped.
Tsezguerra had wrapped himself entirely in cold-weather clothing, making him look like a bulky brown bear.
Even so, the moment he emerged from the game, Tsezguerra felt the cold rapidly penetrating his defenses and seeping into his bones.
Qiao Lun beckoned for Tsezguerra to follow, then sped toward the exit along the passage he had carved out.
Thanks to the passage, Tsezguerra did not have to linger in the extreme cold for long. Even so, after running out of the Castle, he collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.
He had imagined the Castle being frozen over, but he had never imagined the temperature could reach such a terrifying low.
He had a feeling that if he had dared to inhale inside the Castle, he would never have made it out unscathed.
How exactly had the conditions inside the Castle come about? Could someone's ability really reach such a terrifying level?
"Contact Battera as soon as possible. I need to confirm he's safe, and preferably meet him as soon as we can," Qiao Lun said.
Qiao Lun pulled Tsezguerra's phone out of his shadow and handed it to him.
That was the safest way to bring the phone out intact, and once Tsezguerra dialed, someone soon answered.
"Mr. Battera, it's me, Tsezguerra."
"You're out of the game? Have you cleared it?" Battera's voice was full of delighted surprise.
"Yes. Besides confirming your safety, we came out this time to ask which three cards you want us to bring out." Tsezguerra felt considerably more at ease now. At least his employer was alive. That was good news.
"Good, that's wonderful!" Battera was incredibly excited. "Where are you? I'll come see you right now."
"We're outside the Castle,