Outside, snowflakes danced in the air, and icy winds howled. The Northern Territory had fully entered the coldest time of the year.
The wind and snow swirled around the tall windows of the Red Tide Earth Tower, forming layers of white frost.
The streets were deserted, with only a knight cloaked in a crimson cape patrolling against the wind and snow, his Fighting Energy surging over his body, transforming into a cold-dispelling crimson glow.
In the distance, a Fire-backed Turtle was securely sleeping, its shell's furnace emitting billows of steam, barely carving out a patch of warmth in the blizzard.
This was the winter of the Northern Territory, colder than enemies, more brutal than the battlefield.
But inside the Red Tide Castle's main hall, the temperature felt like spring.
Within the thick stone walls, geothermal pipes laid for years were still in operation.
