Alka looked up. Faint snowflakes were already sprinkling down from the sky, and the cold wind had become even more piercing.
"It's snowing already? It would be strange if there weren't any problems in this place," Alka couldn't help but grumble. "Just half a day ago at most, we were in a tropical-like area, wearing short sleeves and basking in the sunlight reflected off the sea. With our sailing speed, we shouldn't have traveled too far in that half day."
As the snow fell, it marked their official entry into the Extreme Cold Triangle Zone—this triangular area, so out of place with its surroundings.
"Of the three islands in the Extreme Cold Triangle Zone, which one should we go to first?"
