Chapter 53: Winter's Heart (3)

The snowstorm that calmed down before, followed with heavy showers of snow and wind with the grief of the Winterheart Reindeer. Mad winds swirled from all directions, twisting and turning all around, making the situation utterly chaotic.

With Lord Penron drawing the beast's attention from other things, we managed to rush away from there, however, we were not nearly safe.

"We need to get away from here," I said, hiding against the prominent ridge with the other two. Yeriel was still unconscious, while my aunt was looking out at the chaos on the other side.

This little task, which was about searching for the warlock's trail, turned so big that a small elite squad of knights and a grand magus might not be enough.

"What about them?" she said. "They can't hold on for much longer."