The wind in Northridge was like a blade. The extreme cold, hovering around -30 degrees Celsius, was testing the limits of what one could endure even with thermal gear. The two walked toward their objective through a snowy plain where the blizzard had swallowed all visibility.

Northridge. The snowy northern region of Kamona. It was sparsely populated even before the war, but since the civil war, it had become virtually uninhabited. Although it was a buffer zone, the Sumek Peacekeeping Force's patrols didn't reach this far. Or rather, they chose not to. There was nothing to be gained from these snowfields anyway.