Akamir's body fell down as he quickly landed on the ground.
'Huff…'
The first thing that Akamir noticed was the chilling cold that he felt.
It was like he had been sent in a place that had a temperature of negative.
And…
That really was the place he was in.
When his gaze adjusted to the new light, Akamir found nothing but snow around him.
'What is this place?'
He found himself in the middle of the storm.
Akamir stood up, brushing snow off his cloak.
The cold bit into his skin even through the fabric.
He hugged himself for warmth, his breath fogging in the air.
The wind howled around him, sharp and loud like the wail of something distant and dying.
The ground beneath his boots was thick with fresh snow with only his own footprints.
Flakes continued to fall from a sky so white it almost blended into the earth.
He looked around.
There was nothing.
No trees or structures, no animals or beasts, but just an endless void of frozen land.
