INTO ELDER WE VENTURE

The journey to the Elder forest prompted us to go through.

The Urahara Mountains proved to be as treacherous as feared.

The knights, hardened warriors of King Gale's realm, now faced a new challenge—horned wolves capable of wielding ice magic.

"These things almost cost me my legs, possibly even my heart,"Jay muttered remembering his chest being torn open from the last time he fought the horned wolves.

As the carriages wound their way along the narrow mountain passes, the air grew colder, and the shadows of the ancient peaks seemed to harbor unseen threats.

Suddenly, from the shadowy crevices of the mountainside, a pack of horned wolves emerged with uncanny swiftness.

These formidable beasts always instilled fear—each adorned with gleaming, icy horns that glistened with a malevolent aura.

Their fur was a blend of silver and white, camouflaged against the snowy landscape, and their eyes burned with an unnatural blue glow.