Cursed Warriors vs Native Warriors

Walking towards the village and entering the outside of the cold mist, the native's body couldn't help but shiver.

"Hey young girl, was your village always so cold? Also that mist..." One of the warriors asked.

Though their races had some cold resistance in their blood, which allowed them to dress quite lightly even in those frozen lands. The cold mist that lingered around the village reminded them of the cold of the winter storms.

"N-No, we never had a such cold, no less the mist. It's the first time that I am seeing something like this happening." Alka said as her harmed armed etched, reminding her shortly of the events that happend in her village.

"I have never seen something like this, what about you Xesan?" Maxxren asked while looking around.

Though the cold mist wasn't as thick as to make it impossible to see, it still obstructed their vision.

"Neither have I...which is quite worrying." Xesan answered with a frown on his face.