Maintaining an attitude that no one can be left behind.
Ronald meticulously plowed through the battlefield of the Rift Valley Ruins, ensuring there were no survivors.
Then he took advantage of the still burning power of sunlight on the frozen ground, warmed up his carried rations, and continued to head north as indicated by the summoned creatures, while eating.
The subsequent process was not much different from earlier searches for the rift.
Battling the snowstorm blowing from the west, Ronald searched for the location mentioned by the other party across the vast ice field.
However, things were not constant.
By noon the next day.
The terrifying snowstorm, which had persisted for days, finally began to weaken.
Flying in the sky, Ronald could rely solely on his vision to discern the terrain changes below without adjusting his altitude.
"..."
"I wonder how things are going over at Costate..."
Continuing to fly in the sky.
Ronald's sight also looked towards the northeast.
