With the sun lighting up the frozen lands and the people of Vashara waking up to do their own work. A few of them saw several undead training with each other and other simple carrying stuff, giving them the scare which woke them faster than an ice bath.
There were also a few of the unfortunate who lived near enough where the undead was training, which resulted in them walking out as if they had their vitality sucked out. Which earned those few the sympathizing look of the outsiders that Danzel and Shiro brought into the village.
Unlike them though who woke up to work, a particular small magic caster was still asleep in a house with a hole in its roof. on top of the mountain with a hole in its roof.
At first look, it looked like an abandoned house, but those who knew better, residing inside there was what few believed were primordial gods.
Hello guys, though I know I haven't been that good at keeping promises, I will try to upload more regulary till we go back to the daily drops of chapters.