If there was anything about this strange realm Cain didn't like, it would be the constant chill air blowing.
No rain or snow caused the temperature to plummet, so he has no idea why this was so. He threw a glance at the individual moving beside him.
"I still think this is a bad idea." He grumbled.
Evangeline shrugged, "It's too late to turn back now. We are almost there."
Indeed, Cain and Evangeline had left the Evil Mountains to hunt down the creature that had sent shivers down her spine.
The entire Island was quite large. The Marsh Plains and the Garden of Self-Reflection were on one side, the Evil Mountains were situated at the center, with the Valley of Death cutting through it to the other side of the Island.
On the other side, there was a great depression in the ground for a few kilometers before a totally new terrain opened up.
"What traits does the creature have?" Cain asked as they raced down the slope.