He stepped through the carriage door and into the "carriage" itself.
The howling, cold wind dissipated, and scattered snowflakes drifted slowly down.
Zorn scanned his surroundings.
He was surrounded by towering, steep walls of ice.
Countless basin-sized holes dotted the ice walls.
The nest and reality had formed a perfect intersection.
RUSTLE...
RUSTLE...
A rustling sound, like a gentle, surging tide, echoed from the depths of the nest.
The "door" Zorn had entered through had already vanished.
And yet, faced with the dangerous nest of the Forbidden·Masked Spider King, Zorn simply observed his surroundings with a calm expression.
The nest of the Forbidden·Masked Spider King was different from a Spiritual Realm.
This nest possessed an extremely powerful sealing ability.
In other words, once the "door" was closed,
no one would be able to leave the nest, at least not for a short while.
