章 417: War [Underworld]

Time was 21:00, the secluded town of Tole rested gently under the peak of the highest mountain of Dostein. Atlon, the mountain, stood lonesome upon the otherwise flatlands. An irregularity which many saw as beautiful. During the day, one could see the snowy peak surrounded by clouds. A very steep climb waited for those who wished to thread upon its face.