Satan, Illidan, and Ermaine walked in the thick and heavy blizzard that could kill any human in a matter of minutes because of the extreme cold. They had been walking for days, and all they saw was nothing but the whiteness of the snow. The trees were buried underneath them because it was the year where the blizzard would bury the northern area. They couldn't see anything, but fortunately, Illidan knew the northern area where the Orthias usually roamed around even in a blizzard.
The three of them entered Orthias territory where they would encounter them at any moment. Satan was in her weakened state, Lucifer was still adapting in Illidan's body, and the only one who could protect them was Ermaine, but that wouldn't be enough to keep them safe.
"So many wyverns out here..." Satan muttered as she looked up at the distance where wyverns flew around the peaks of mountains. "Looks like we are close?" She asked as she turned to look at Illidan.
