After they exited the dungeon, Arias and Olivia, together with the thirty golems, began to set out from the cave immediately. The closer they got to the cave’s entrance, the lower the temperature became. The air outside was so cold compared to the inside of the dungeon.
Once they reached the cave’s entrance, Arias was greeted with a huge change. An icy wind blew past his body, making him feel so cold that he had to use the power in his body to fend off the chill. White snowflakes were falling down from the sky, looking beautiful yet cold. The scenery of the forest had been turned into a white winter world that stretched as far as the eye could see. This land of white snow gave off such a cold and lonesome feeling.
“It’s already winter, huh? We probably won’t be seeing any flamed-foot wolf hunting around this area for a while.”