Mom seems to be fine; the cold did not seem to affect her. Even though she has become weak as Knight, she is still a Tyrant; this little bit of cold would not do anything.
I did not ask where we were going, I just followed her in silence, and soon an hour passed by, and we flew past the city and now moved toward the main campus of the Mistson.
But instead of flying toward the huge mountains, we flew toward the back of the huge mountains, and after flying for another one and half hour, we came across a big beautiful valley which had many crystalline streams running through it.
As the valley came before us, mother started to descend and with her, I. Soon we descended and came across a normal size gate which had 'Martyrs Cemetery' written on it, the words seemed faded but there was still a strong intent to them.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!