The snow that had blanketed the mountains and fields had now vanished, leaving only the frozen remnants in the shaded areas to remind them that they were beyond the barrier. Soon, the Northern Gate would come into view.
Fael, a merchant of the Ark Caravan, seated in a plush chair, finally allowed himself a moment of relief.
"Thanks be to Lu Solar. I thought there would be many casualties, but it looks like we'll safely reach the gate."
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