"Onward breakers!" tigreal commanded and they all marched down following the trail of shadow lord dyrotth left behind. They had different weapons, some Justin couldn't even phantom. Their levels were almost on par with his weapon, in here he really was nothing much. Outside the palace was like an ice world. No one who hadn't stepped out of the palace would even have noticed that it's surrounding was so cold. Justin set his body on fire underneath the armour to keep himself warm. The others weren't affected at all, they had becomes used to this atmosphere the day they came. They marched through the snowing lands, each step making a dent in the snow. Step by step they went, getting closer to the battlefield. Battle cries and wardrums could be heard playing, with various cheers of soldie

