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... towards the castle. During these few days he had the time to rest and his body to get used to the extreme cold and could endure the flight with Selia.

His body had gotten enough time to rest properly and adapt to the extreme cold which had posed a threat to him before but not anymore.

Because he had no injuries suppressing his speed, Mitchell was able to arrive close to the mountain on top which the huge castle was built.

Its wall were white from the snow and had a jagge ...

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