A Lonely Frozen Land

Saor decided to look around, searching for something, anything that remained from his bag.

He still had his beg on, but it got damaged during the tempest opening a great cut on his side, all the food and water that he received from the rebels got lost, now all he had were an half finished bottle of wine from the Guardians of Magma, and the right armor arm made from Magma's scales.

The situation didn't looked good, even if Saor didn't needed food or water to survive he still felt thirsty or hungry and that wasn't the best of things.

After inspectionating the entire beach he concluded that not a single sea hybrid, or how he decided to call them, Seafolk, followed him, at least for now he was free.

The only concern he had towards them was about the shark hybrid, he was a real beast, he only oped that one of those damn thunder hit him in the head frying him.

The most important thing that he needed to do now was to find some food and a place where he could take repair.

He didn't knew why but his senses told him that a terrible storm was approaching again.

He decided to walk towards the mountains, the ambient morphed around him with the passing of time, at two third of the travel he found a great tundra in front of him, it's confines expanding to the infinite.

Maybe if he got there he could have a better luck, even if three days passed he still didn't found a single creature, animal, or whatever, the only thing he saw was the white snow, nothing more nothing less.

His travel continued, this time inside the tundra, the trees here seemed strange, almost as if they were dead, many of them were almost frozen and hard as rock.

Finally after thirteen further days of travel he founded some icy blue berries, Saor's stomach was rumbling, almost as if a magic force controlled him Saor began pouring Therese berries straight into his mouth, finally he had food.

They were frozen, so cold that he felt his body completely blocked, maybe eating random berries wasn't a really good idea.

Saor afyer taking some more just for curiosity restarted his travel, around five days passed and then he finally arrived at the foot of the mountains, they were enormous, and all were forming a sort of barrier, he could have maybe circled it, but it was too much of a gamble, all he could do was to start to climb and hope that the winds weren't strong up there.

He climbed the biggest mountain in around three days and the reason for this was because he had to be extra careful while climbing because of the strong cold winds in his upper part.

One wrong move and he would have fallen from quite the height, even if immortal he still felt pain so Saor really preferred to not write on his list of adventure his falling down a mountain.

When he finally arrived at the top of the mountain the sight before him left Saor concerned, was snow, kilometers of snow, nothing else, some forests once in a while, but the rest was pure white snow.

Where the hell did he stranded ?