Chương 822: Cold Mist

Kaizen, Andrew and Alina had set up a small camp under a large rock that offered partial cover. This place was almost twenty meters from the ice dwarf village which, at this distance, was almost invisible because of the wind dragging the snow that constantly fell from the sky.

After a few minutes of lighting the fire, they noticed three silhouettes approaching even in this "mist".

Andrew drew part of his sword, but Kaizen held back his fist. "Don't worry, it's our people. It looks like they got some good information faster than we expected."

Alina, the group's mage, stood up next to the fire, put her two hands together, spun them around and when a red magic circle appeared from the junction of her hands, a bubble of heat formed around them, gradually expanding until it reached Jayaa, Xisrith and Og'tharoz. The warmth of this magical bubble melted every snowflake that dared to enter it.