Three external brains fell silent simultaneously.
Turning around, Gray looked at the dwarves still struggling behind him, then said, "I am a necromancer, a lich. The world I perceive is far less rich than what they can sense. They endure pains unknown to me. We need to cooperate with this world and follow its rules, instead of making them conform to us."
"Hmm..." After a long silence, the black cat finally said softly, "I think you've made progress again. Now you know how to maintain a balance. Remember before? In the beginning, you only had 'yes' and 'no.' Now you have started to understand nuance. However, that's precisely my concern. The other liches have not learned this."
Gray did not reply, merely riding Tenidas quietly through the wind and snow.
...
The blizzard in the Snow Mountain Range could come and go quickly, sometimes without any warning.
In an instant, the raging blizzard dispersed.
Before them appeared the magnificent scenery of the Snow Mountain Range.
