As the carriages of Angora and the party rode through Tunaya City, Vela was quite confused as she looked at the empty streets through the windows.
"Isn't Tunaya one of the greatest cities in the north? Why does it look so shabby? Why aren't there any people, it's like a ghost town…"
"Because winter this year came earlier, so a lot of the citizens of Tunaya hadn't had the time to prepare before the blizzard came. Now, they can only wait out winter at home until the sowing season comes around. The situation is even worse for those citizens that got their homes destroyed by the blizzard and have to stay in refugee camps or in temporarily built huts, and it would be hard for them to not get frozen into ice sticks, lest come out to wander on the streets. In the entire frost season, probably about a thousand people are going to die…"