Theron stood in silence, feeling the quiet chilly air around him. His hair flowed, the heavy black box on his back swallowing up every bit of light that attempted to bounce off of it. It almost looked like he was carrying around a black hole everywhere he went, and despite its heft, the snow beneath his feet didn't depress in the slightest.
Every Sect was divided amongst various gates around the Forest of Ice and were told to wait. Once the gate opened, they would have a small time to enter. If they missed the entry, they would forever lose their chance to enter. But much the same, if they missed the exit period, they would also lose their chance to exit until the next time the Forest of Ice was opened.
This was why this event required the efforts of the most powerful elders of the Hall of Ice and Heart. They had gathered early precisely to do exactly this, all of them standing near the main entrance of the Forest of Ice.
Rumble.
