On the white planet covered year-round with ice and an intense blizzard.
Alora walked over the snow calmly with her arms behind her back. Her white hair fluttered wildly in the fierce wind, blending well with the white background and flying snow.
She walked on the snow and slippery rocks, but her footsteps were steady and intentional. The sound of her boots crunching the snow mixed well with the sound of the blowing wind.
Right now, she looked very heroic and chivalrous, she appeared to be an ancient warrior princess strolling through the frozen field.
Unfortunately, there was no living thing on this entire planet to witness this.
This planet was completely barren, absent of any and all life. Even the dragon guards that used to be here had all been cleanly eliminated.
They were gone, hunted down by none other than Alora.
Alora's blue gaze shifted from left to right, then up to down, she was vigilant. She walked calmly but her mind was awaiting the next target.
