"We're off!"
Joanne said.
She then left with Ira to scout the path ahead, and the rest of the party stayed behind at the double doors.
"…"
Fang Raon took off his glove and exposed it to the cold air.
It was cold, but not unbearable.
'It's warmer than outside. We should be fine temperature-wise unless the temperature suddenly drops.'
He thought.
Then, he opened his chat window and looked at the party chat.
If Joanne and Ira encountered any trouble, they would send a message to the party chat, and they would head over immediately.
"Ngh!"
Machary ripped the beef jerky with his teeth and then choked on a particularly tough piece.
Everyone else was also just keeping themselves warm, and they stayed quiet as they didn't want to expose their presence.
Tap~ Tap, tap~ tap, tap~
In that moment.
Joanne and Ira came running back.
They were away for about ten minutes—a normal amount—as they weren't going to scout the entire tower for danger.
