In the desolate, windswept mountains of Myene, two figures trudged forward, both clad in heavy winter gear to guard against the biting chill. The bleakness of the landscape around them was only emphasized by the absence of any other travelers.

*Step, step.*

“Hah… huff… hah…”

“…”

*Step, step.*

“Huff… huff… haah…”

“…Let’s take a break. You seem quite worn out.”

The tall man leading the way through the rugged terrain glanced back, offering a calm suggestion to the woman following him. Exhausted, she immediately dropped to the ground, too out of breath to respond.

*Thud.*

“Huff… I’m sorry… I keep …