Chapter 1148 Inside Mount Kastron

• Barely an hour later, the trio reached the foot of Mount Kastron, where a river of tourists flooded kiosks and footbridges, their chatter echoing off ticket booths like restless sparrows.
• Even though the range slumbered out on Zaprington’s unforgiving border, biting winds and thin air failed to mute humanity’s fascination with its unearthly beauty.
• Higher up, the peak vanished beneath a permanent crown of ice. Mid-slope, a band of clouds split mountain from sky, so that the summit appeared to float—an untouched citadel the gods had forgotten to hide.