Western Snow Mountain.
The mountain peaks are completely enveloped in a snowstorm.
The overwhelming wind and snow make it impossible for anyone to find their bearings.
All that can be seen is a vast expanse of white.
And within this vast expanse of white.
A team is gathered together, sheltering in a nearby mountain hollow.
Even in such a fierce snowstorm, the hollow is still filled with cold wind.
Yet in this place, there's actually a campfire swaying with the cold wind but showing no signs of going out.
Raelia and the others are gathered around the campfire.
Karen is staring at the campfire, somewhat dazed.
"I never thought Sculptors could be so adorable."
Raelia said with a smile as she looked at the campfire.
The fire in front of them came from two overlapping [Campfires] producing flames.
Even in the cold wind, it doesn't go out.
"Is this some kind of alchemy technology? It seems to involve engraving magical power into stones."
