519 Provincial Qualifier: Round One Begins!

Whoosh! Frrruuuuhh!!

Before the spatial energy could disperse around Rot Team, they were already assaulted by harsh winds and snow pelting their faces and bodies. Everyone immediately rushed to equip their mantles, feeling the drastic difference in temperature.

"Ohh…" Freele was still shaking after just a split second of facing the weather unprotected. "That… was worse than I expected…"

"The storm's way stronger than we gave it credit," Fulkar agreed, glad to have the mantles that Oli had acquired despite his ice affinity.

Oli nodded. "Without these, I don't know how we'd plan to compete seriously. After feeling the storm firsthand, I'm certain that every team has mantles, at least two or three per team if not for everyone."

Yeter spoke up, asking, "But how do we find our way back to the shrine?" 

Everyone was left baffled for a moment as they realized that was never explained.