Fresh snow crunched under their feet as they made their way south, the storm growing heavier with each step. The falling snow had grown thicker since earlier, making it harder to see more than a few dozen feet ahead.
''If the storm continues like this, we'll be forced to go back early,'' Livia muttered, glancing at her map.
Logan followed closely behind, holding a hand above his eyes to prevent snow from getting in.
''We should be almost there now, right?'' he asked Livia, looking around with his Mana Sight active.
''A few hundred feet more,'' Livia responded, gesturing for Logan to quiet down.
As they walked through the snow, their expressions turned serious.
Each of them took their weapons off their backs, preparing themselves for any situation.
''Be extremely alert from here on,'' Livia said, her voice just loud enough for them to hear. ''This is their hunting zone.''
Logan exhaled sharply, a cloud of mist escaping his lips as he tightened his grip on his weapon.
