"Chief Divine! The speed of these dog sleds on the snow is really fast! In just a quarter hour on the flat snow plains, they can cover at least 10 miles!... Ugh! Ah!..."
The snow plains stretch endlessly, white encompassing everything in sight. A white sky, white snow, distant white mountains and forests, and the white racing pack of dogs.
Exploration Captain Zuwaro sat on the shaking and jolting makeshift sled, his body close to the ground, swaying along with the swiftly running pack of dogs. Quickly, the world in his eyes turned into a dizzying blend of white. Obviously, he was not accustomed to this land-bound speed, his face gradually turning pale, his stomach churning like a storm at sea, feeling seasick and nauseous just like his first voyage!
