Unfortunately, the altar didn't provide any forms of transport that would be suited for their current circumstances, he searched in every category but found nothing, except for a carriage that was far above his budget.
Their only mode of stable transport was destroyed beyond repair, and there was no alternative either. The only available options would be using the beasts that the knights used as mounts, or walking.
But both options wouldn't solve the issue of the cold, Alan wasn't too fond of using his mana to provide them warmth the entire way. Would no one let him enjoy the weather of this magnificent place?
"Haaa..."
He heaved a sigh, the only option left was to somehow convince Maxwell to procure another Arctic Titan, or a vehicle that could travel in the brutal world that was Lanekia. It wouldn't be easy convincing the man, and Alan would much rather leave it to Sabrina.