บท 120: The companion of Zuna

For days, Luak's army traversed the White Merchant Road, their numbers stretching endlessly under the shadows of the trees, marching towards the distant Capital of Stahl. Roughly a hundred and twenty miles, or about two hundred kilometers, lay between them and their destination. Everyday, the soldiers were forced to endure a relentless march that could easily extend up to twelve grueling hours, going against the ceaseless but gentle snowfall and the piled up snow beneath their feet. 

Under those circumstances, a toll had to be taken from each soldier. The accumulated snow coupled with the low temperatures resulted in some soldiers losing all sensation in their toes as a black color painted their colors and spread to their whole feet. This fact made the march even more painful and difficult.