In the eyes of the others, Silvanus had completely vanished beyond the curtain of light.
At that moment, Silvanus was surrounded by blinding radiance, and an uncontrollable sensation suddenly seized his entire body. He opened his eyes wide, but before he could react, he was already plunging into a body of water—carried by the same momentum he had used to leap into the door.
But he was sure of one thing: whatever that strange substance had been, it had warped his destination. He was no longer in the same place as Nana and the others!
Sure enough, what greeted Silvanus was a landscape of endless snowcapped mountains. Tiny snowflakes drifted lazily to the ground—not in thick sheets, but like the remnants of great clouds that had forgotten to shed their burden during a blizzard.
Small snow hills dotted the terrain, and in the distance, he could see faint, mist-shrouded peaks.
