Above the northern icefield.
The expedition team trudged on through the swirling snow.
However, unlike the previous ordeal in the blizzard, now they were rested and full of energy, with the endless snowstorm kept at bay by the light of the Abyssal Lamp.
In the vast expanse of white, they resembled a moving beacon, steadily advancing across the terrain.
"..."
"Mr. Ronald, is your lamp some kind of powerful magic artifact?"
Under the protection of this divine artifact.
Betina, one of the team members, couldn't help but ask.
This young woman was actually the expedition team's doctor. Now, in the frigid icefield, being taken care of in such a manner, her medical background quickly led her to contemplate several uses for the Abyssal Lamp.
If only this could be made available to the medical profession.
In many cases, patients who were once hard to save might have a chance of survival.
"I believe that if used well, it could bring many patients a chance to live."
