Their departure went unnoticed.
Leaving Reilston City, they stepped into the snow that could bury their calves, under the gray and somber clouds was an endless expanse of white.
The filth of the earth seemed purified.
Treading through the snow, they approached the Heath River, where the flowing river had not yet frozen, and ice floes were piling up on the banks.
However, it wouldn't be long before the entire river would be iced over.
The cold was unbearable, and even layers of clothes couldn't keep out the wind cutting into the bone, the biting cold felt like a dagger slashing the body.
But it was better than traveling in a blizzard; although it was cold, it wasn't suffocating or difficult to move, with snow seeping into the clothes.
Ophelia's heat brought warmth and melted the snow, revealing an ugly and obvious path.
Katerina felt that Ophelia joining them came just in time. Otherwise, traveling in the ice and snow would have cost them half their lives.
