Brilda's blizzard still rages on, a vast expanse of pure white world.
All the snowflakes are blocked by the Holy Astore Crystal Sky Barrier.
That barrier, like a transparent dome, covers a territory spanning several kilometers, reaching the sky, separating the heavens and the earth.
In the center of this white land, two figures stand tall, like statues standing at the end of time.
"It seems that a little cleverness has made you all ecstatic."
Hesintos casually turns his head, listening to the sound outside the barrier.
"..."
Loren said nothing, just looked at the enemy with icy eyes, unwilling to engage in any communication.
Now, within a two-kilometer range outside the barrier, the journalists' cameras may not hear their voices, but they can clearly sense the outside world.
"Loren, you are nothing more than a fish on the chopping board, just jumping a bit more joyfully than the others."
