Chapitre 688: The Blaze Forward - Part 9

And then Oliver was off, feeling as confident as he could be that they would be fine alone. With his first step, he sent up a gust of powdery snow, exploding forward, quickly settling into a rhythm.

Here, by the gate, the snow was packed so hard that he was almost like a road. It was a pleasure to run on, as long as one avoided the icier portions that blended in so well with the rest, and offered an easy chance at slipping.

Oliver picked up more speed, pushing himself to his limits. A Konbreaker nest would be his first target. It was at least twenty minutes of good solid running away from the gate, enough to require a man to pace himself, if he wanted to run all the way there. Oliver spared no thought for such logic. Today, he'd test his limits as fully as he was able. If it proved to be too reckless to sprint as suddenly as he had, then, so be it, he would deal with the repercussions of that later.