The Flying Horse Fairy Beast accelerated toward the shadowy area behind the Snow Mountain, following Bertha's directions.
Behind them, Austin Cliffe and Dolores were getting closer, their presence growing distinctly tangible, even the eerie aura unique to Demons was detectable.
Fortunately, the weather played its part, the wind and snow made it harder for Austin Cliffe to pursue.
The snow peak, resembling a towering skyscraper amidst the sprawling snow mountains, rose steeply like a sharp blade piercing the ground, ascending into the clouds, its summit hidden amidst the storm.
As the Flying Horse Fairy Beast approached, an intense chill enveloped the surroundings.
The extreme cold Bertha had mentioned about the snow peak proved true. Despite Basil Jaak being protected by the True Qi Shield, he still felt the biting cold. The Flying Horse Fairy Beast, unshielded, fared even worse.
"Pff-ft~"
