Eastern border of the northern glacial continent.
Several knights were patrolling on a cliff and observed the beautiful prairie below. They were led by a silver-caped knight embedded with seven flame symbols.
His countenance was serious, looking at the space in front of him.
"There was a magic disturbance felt here earlier. Why is it that we can't seem to pinpoint the exact location of the said disturbance?!"
They had been walking around for hours to no avail. A huge barrier seemed to have prevented them from going further past the cliff's highest point.
Just a few more kilometers ahead of it was a land of eternal winter. The varying weather between the two adjacent areas created a line, separating the vibrant flowers from the withered ones.
They were immersed in the sight. After all, this place was famously known as the Northern Frontier Prairie.