The blizzard lasted for 4 hours. I was really hungry by the end of it, but I moved farther away from the walls and deeper into the frozen region, looking for any more Ymirs to kill.
I rode on Darla's back. She's a direwolf, and at Naberon's Keep, this was how we usually got around. Direwolves were much larger than regular wolves back in my world, at least that was how it felt. I was particularly surprised seeing one when I returned to myself, but still having memories from when I wasn't really myself helped calm me down. It still took a bit of getting used to, being around so many wild animals, or rather kardia-beasts, even if they had been tamed by the old man.
I rode for a few minutes, but it didn't take long for me to find another Ymir. I took out my katana.
"Alright, let's get some exercise, staying in one place really knows how to make your muscles sore as heck"
it's not your body
