After climbing up to the cliff, Zich looked down. He couldn’t see the floor. White clouds hung around the middle of the cliff and covered the areas below. It was a rare dream-like scene that brought chills to its viewers. If he fell from here, it would be the same as flinging his body high up into the air. Zich gazed a bit upwards. A white blanket of clouds blanketed the sky like open plains, and several peaks shot through them. They were covered with ice caps and appeared white, matching the color of clouds so that it looked like he was in a world with only white plains and mountains.
Zich turned his head and looked behind him this time. Unlike the other peaks that barely managed to reach over the cloud, the peak behind him belonged to the tallest mountain in the world: Selockblum. It still maintained its massive figure and looked down on Zich.

‘I have to keep going up.’ He hung Windur, which pointed in the direction of Selockblum’s peak, and continued treading forward. Since he wasn’t on a cliff, there was no need for him to force his fingers into the cliff, but the slope and terrain remained difficult...