“Wow,” said the preta in the bracer as Svetavastra took in Mount Meru’s towering peaks with his mind’s eye.


    “My my,” said the cosmic form.


    “Majestic, isn’t it?” asked Manu as he looked at Svetavastra.


    “It is,” said Svetavastra in awe.


    As they got nearer to the mountain out of nowhere they were enveloped by a snowstorm.


    How to get through without using either spiritual or cosmic powers? With the storm battering them like an enraged beast, that seemed impossible. He could already feel the magic humming under his skin, ready to surge forth and push back against the relentless onslaught. But he forced himself to hold back, trusting Manu’s judgment.


    Manu is a reliable ally, thought Svetavastra to himself.


    Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.