[Realm: Uhorus]
[Location: Verdantis]
[Outskirts]
The wind howled across the snowfields with enough force to bend the sparse trees scattered across the distant hills, carrying frozen sheets of snow through the air in violent spirals. Visibility should have been poor. Any ordinary person would have struggled to navigate more than a few meters ahead.
General Mai continued forward regardless. Her martial arts sandals pressed deep into the snow with each step, the long half ao dai beneath her attire whipping violently behind her. Strands of violet hair lashed across her face, yet her gaze never once shifted. It remained fixed ahead.
The deeper she moved into the blizzard, the quieter the world became. There were no shrieks, clawing, or any maddened horde of Abyssal Creatures throwing themselves forward without thought.
Only the storm.
