It was a small town in the north. A settlement with a population of less than three thousand, barely even on the map. The snow had stopped, but the sky remained covered in leaden clouds, and their exhaled breath melted into white mist.

It was only the first day since arriving here. There was no sign of pursuers. At least, for now.

The shops lining the old shopping district could be counted on one hand. It was a desolate street where shops with rusted shutters and small private stores that seemed to be barely breathing alternated. Even so, for Toji, it was the first "ordinary world" he had seen since escaping the luxurious cage of the Kuon family.