Zone E -- Highlands

[Clownpiece]

No matter how she looked at it, Clownpiece could not see this as a fun area. Her legs burned with every uphill step she took, her breath coming in large, tired gasps. The sun beat down on her from above, providing a welcome warmth, but it still wasn’t hell. She tucked her torch under her left armpit, shivering, and desperately rubbed her bare arms for warmth. This was something she should have expected, given that she’d spent most of her time in this world with Cirno. Taking countermeasures to combat the cold had come to mind several times, and yet here she was, freezing her ass off in a light breeze and lukewarm temperatures.

She crested another hill, the mountain grasses giving way and finally revealing something that wasn’t hills. The flag clad fairy jumped with joy, letting out a jubilant cry as she swung her torch around, before pausing. She dropped her torch, heart sinking yet again. Large, jagged peaks of rock towered above, piercing the sky. Mountains. The very same mountains she’d seen before, which would no doubt be even harder to scale. Clownpiece cursed her foolish past self for thinking that this way would even be a good idea. She should have gone in the other direction, to whatever destiny may lay out there.

Her rhythmic stride started back up again, clearing the foothill and descending into the dale. Whatever could have been over there didn’t matter any more. She came all this way, so she might as well keep going. There was no point to backtracking now. Twice the distance travelled with no results to show for it? No thanks. For now, she’d just have to trek further into the mountains. Hopefully it’d be somewhat warm up there in the rocks. Warm air rose, right? It was a false hope, but at least it was something.

Moving E2 to E4