Meanwhile, within the testing grounds for those seeking to enter the Rulers' Clan, an entire day had passed since Amon, Leon, and Caria entered through the huge gate, which led to the once-sealed place where Kyle and Azazeal had fought to the death.
As they ventured deeper into the frozen place, surrounded by ice structures, the beautiful ice butterflies fluttered around them, as if the tiny creatures were telling them how much they had missed them.
The three slowly continued forward in silence, their footsteps echoing faintly across the frozen landscape as they carefully observed their surroundings.
At first, when they had entered through the towering gate, they could see a crowd of Celestials around them. However, after wandering through the icy terrain for so long, they gradually realized that everyone around them had, at some point, disappeared in different directions.
Now, there was not even a sign of the others—not even footprints in the ice.
