Gruesome

Amidst the towering peaks of the Greyscale Mountain ranges, Adam stood at the edge of a jagged cliff, the cold wind whipping his robes around him like tattered wings.

Mist was formed every time he exhaled a breath. He couldn't help but grumble under his breath, "Did the Brotherhood have to build a safe house in such an inhabitable zone? Haa, this is ridiculous!"

He surveyed the series of cliffs stretching out before him, each one a dangerous leap away. He gathered strength in his legs and launched himself from the cliff's edge, soaring through the air effortlessly.

As he landed, the ground trembled beneath his feet, but he maintained his balance. Without a moment's hesitation, he repeated this process, vaulting from one cliff to another until he finally spotted his destination.

It was a narrow, hidden crevice in the side of a mountain. He landed smoothly at the cave entrance, looking around curiously.