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When a sliver of dawn appeared on the horizon, the utterly exhausted caravan finally arrived at the midsection of Scavell Mountain.
In the distance, at the mountain's midsection filled with shrubs and meadows, a small river trickled down from the mountain. During the depths of winter, the river was completely frozen, and looking at the snow on the mountain and the white sky, it seemed like a river from the heavens had descended to earth. A High Mountain Fortress stood there, structured in two layers, appearing rather intimidating from afar.
"I hope this fortress welcomes us guests," Laine, riding his horse, said, feeling fatigued from the night battle and the nonstop journey through the night.
