High above the skies, the little princess rose from the pillar of light. Her cheeks were flushed, and her red eyes carried a hint of exhilaration.
The thin air, the biting cold wind, the height unbearable for ordinary people... yet to her, it seemed to have no effect.
Just like a hero who seldom falls ill from a young age, as a royal, the little princess, even without a reincarnation, had a constitution far superior to ordinary people.
Her body temperature was much higher than that of ordinary people. What would be a fever lethal to ordinary people was just normal body warmth for the little princess; even during the coldest winter, she could run around in light clothing.
Thus, the cold of this high altitude didn't steal her consciousness; rather, it brought her a sense of comfort.
Even to the heroes of today, this was a constitution to be envied.
Of course, the magic power within her little body was not infinite.
