The snowflakes traveled along the air as it became denser. A thick fog surrounded them as the group of six continued to walk. As they ascended higher and higher up, any trail left behind including footprints were cleanly clogged, however each of them had their own way of setting their trails so they could find their way in case of an emergency.
It was a group of six and they were currently ascending the mountain together. Each sticking to one another while keeping a good distance.
The party was formed and the quest had started. The young man walked ahead of hate group as they couldn't trust their backs to him. They all knew about his identity so it was understandable. Hexo however, didn't care, he was scary and had an ominous air, but for some reason he felt little evil or bad intentions.