As the light surrounding the airship dimmed, Lucya and the others inside were shaken by a wallowing blizzard that hit them strongly.
However, thanks to the captain, the ship stabilized, and Lucya could see the view from behind the window glasses.
The world was dominated by white stretched endlessly as far as her eyes could see, and dark weather coiled around with its massive storm, hurling them with an oppressive weight and slowing down the airship's pace.
"Is everyone okay?". Sir Ryan's composed voice rang in the space, twisting their attention toward him.
"Yes, we are," replied the knights and crew, who regained their balance and fixed their center of gravity to balance their hold.
Lucya is no better, but she soon shifts her attention toward Lady Midnight, whose eyes are closed. A faint mana leaks from her body, spreading it thinly across the area around and outside. 'This is a detection spell?'
