Somewhere in the middle of the Ultras continent, a small party carved through the barren heartland at breakneck speed.
They were few, but several of them possessed staggering individual power. In less than a single day they clashed with multiple enemy groups .. and erased them in record time.
It was, of course, Frey Starlight's squad: only his friends from the Temple.
After a full day on the move, they paused beneath the shade of a mountain to catch their breath. Sitting in a close circle, they were still searching for Snow Lionheart.
"It looks like Snow fought a hard battle too…" Seris murmured, remembering what they'd found at the point where his signal vanished.
The place had been a ruin .. clear evidence of a brutal fight .. and that stirred fresh worry about the Empire's white knight.
"Snow isn't weak. He won't die that easily," Frey said, scrolling idly through the system interface.
