"Asahi, come to the window. Quick!" Primrose inquired with a begging voice.
Just when they thought it was finished…
Beyond the window, only green remained. Glaciers melted, crashing into the sea in a grand spectacle.
"Since when did the weather change? Wasn't it frostbitten cold a moment ago?" Primrose whispered as Ignatius and the others gathered behind the window.
"Unbelievable. This shouldn't be possible, " Trid whispered to himself, "It seems that the climate… is changing. Rapidly."
With that investigation solidified, Asahi silently shrugged at Primrose's remark, thinking to himself as his voice echoed through his mind.
(Strange. What happened?)
With that remark, from the sight of the window, Asahi had investigated the unusual green environment. The white had changed from snowy powder to fresh green in mere seconds. But that perspective was closed in the window pane. Surely the outside would…
"It's even worse out here," Stephen said with a trembling tone.
