Chapitre 249: Ariel Mountain Range (3)

Dawn approached.

The sun emerged from the eastern horizon while a party of eight came out from Hollowrift mountain.

The veterans were at the forefront while the amateurs and the newbies lingered at the back. The eyes of Ruford and Simon were red, still tired from the four short hours of sleep. They yawned and stretched nonstop. They glanced back at the newbies, expecting to witness worse from them. But what they witnessed left them surprised and worse.

Both of the newbies were seating on the yaks as steady as mountains, just like the veterans ahead of them. 

Did sleeping cuddling together gave a better, deeper and more satisfying sleep?

A few minutes into the journey, the snowfall intensified. The already low temperature dropped even lower. But the journey continued.