70 The Limaw Sea (1/2)

In a field of white, Ling was covered from head to toe with thick clothes. Even Maga was not immune to the cold as it shivered whenever the wind blew. It only had its wings to wrap around its body.

At this time, the two stood still with their feet almost burried under the snow despite the rumbling noise getting louder and louder. In the distance, there was a high mountain peak where a huge cluster of snow was rolling down towards the two figures.

Two pairs of eyes—one green and one red—were trained on that cluster of snow, unperturbed about this incoming disaster. For a while now, there no 'mist' shield surrounding their bodies, and when one looked closely, there wasn't even a sliver of it exuding out. That was some control over one's 'mist' and emotions.

Even though it was an unusual expression on these usually cheerful faces, they had managed to maintain it for a long time now. Their arms and wings were crossed as they waited in the flat ground high up in the mountain with a cliff behind them.

The rumbling sound continued, and soon, the avalanche was only a meter away from them. However, the two still remained unmoving. Not a second longer, the two disappeared under the huge bundle of white still rolling down.

Boom!

The cluster of snow fell off the cliff and before half an hour had even passed, the mountain area was back to its quiet again, like there had never been a disaster pass by it.

”Phew~” An exhale of breath broke out of the still atmosphere. On the white expanse, there stood two figures—a boy covered with thick clothes together with a dragon, its body still wrapped with its wings—still unperturbed by the disaster that passed by.

”We managed to last for six hours this time. That's one hour longer compared to yesterday.” Ling said as he looked at the band on his left hand.

It was a mechanical watch bought from a trademan's store in Kanan Island. It came from a city in Gitna and not available yet on undeveloped islands. Before they left, Mayari told them to keep something like this for their practice under the illusions of the 'mists'.

A roar sounded in the white field again, but this time, it came from the two figures.

Maga put down its wings to stare at the place making the sound as Ling laughed. ”That six hours was too long. Maybe they were serving dinner now.”

Another cold wind blew, ruffling the boy's slightly long hair. It had already reached his shoulders but he never thought of cutting it off. He just tied half of it up to keep it off his face like now.

The two moved to a group of fist-sized rocks. There were around a dozen of it placed a meter behind the two. Surprisingly, it was also not affected by that avalanche.

When Ling and Maga picked these up and put in an animal skin bag, the white environment slowly changed, becoming the brown color of wood. The wind suddenly disappeared and its sound stopped to be replashed by shouts of several people and the sound of strong waves. The view of the snowy mountain then disappeared and the two were back in their rooms in the ship.

This ship was the one going to the Limaw Sea. Since these two were still not on good terms with the crew because of what happened onboard the last time, they were usually in their room, practicing under the 'haze' made by the stones they had collected in the deserts.

To not influence the whole ship with the illussions, Ling and Maga put up a barrier around the room. Something Tala had taught them.

”Let's go up now.” Ling smiled at Maga and he got another roar from the dragon's stomach as a reply.