The wind of the wilderness carried coarse snow particles and the wild atmosphere, whistling across the endless plain.
In the deserted wilds, a team was advancing toward the green covered by a thin layer of white on the horizon—Jade Forest.
The edge of that forest was like the spine of a giant beast crouching, making it appear shrouded in shadow when viewed from afar.
At the center of the moving caravan was a carriage, flanked on both sides by about a dozen lone riders charging across the slightly undulating wilderness like arrows leaving the bowstring, bodies closely following the bounce and sway of their horses.
These riders were not in neat formation but maintained a loose yet mutually supportive formation, ever vigilant in all directions, serving as the eyes and sharp blades of the team.
