Asher tries to dismiss the fear inside him. He surely doesn't want all his hard work to stop here, and so he decides to take the first step. Climbing the huge mound in front of him.
"Ash, calm down. I'm sure you can do it. I will!" Asher patted his cheeks repeatedly, seeking to encourage himself.
Having gathered all the courage inside him, Asher climbs up slowly, trying to reach the thing that emits magic energy. Every time he moves, His eyes slowly move carefully, looking for footholds that are strong enough and proper so he can continue to climb upwards.
A gust of chilly wind feels colder and colder every time he takes the next step. At once his body starts to tremble, feeling the cold sensation that pierces the surface of his skin plus the feeling of fatigue makes his spirit start to fade. Instantly feelings of giving up creeps into his mind, but he shakes off his head quickly, trying to dispel the negative thinking.