At that same moment, somewhere in the Extreme Winter Sea.
A silver-white sailing ship hung with icicles and almost completely covered in frost was frozen in place on the sea, unable to move at all.
There were people aboard, however. Someone had built a bonfire on the deck and was warming herself by it.
A woman in gleaming white armor stood beside the fire, with a very long, heavy thrusting sword set to one side. From the look of her, she was probably the ship's owner.
She was taking off her armor, applying medicine to her wounds while discussing a deal with Yang Yi, far away on the other side of the world.
The worst wound appeared to be a puncture through the left side of her abdomen. It was badly torn, and the blood was black, seemingly poisoned as well.
As she applied medicine, cleaned the wound, and stitched it shut, she drank Recovery Potions and Antidotes.
Suddenly, she spat out the potion in her mouth, nearly bursting open the wound she had finally managed to stitch shut.
Yang Yi had sent her an unadorned shield that looked like a city wall with a handle, and she had lost it and spat out her drink.
She immediately rejected Yang Yi's repair proposal.
If the shield became like that... it would be unusable, far too unwieldy.
This was the Knight of Justice the players spoke of, though few knew she was actually a woman. Her skin was white as snow, her hair tied into a smart, practical ponytail, and she cut a striking, valiant figure.
Her hands were rather rough, however, with thick calluses. Together with the many scars beneath her clothes, they marred her beauty and lent her a touch of danger.
If she put on her full suit