As the morning sun rose to warm up the cold air enveloping the site, Wang Qian walked out from his tent as he made a light stretch. Watching the rays of light slowly lighting up the city, he silently admired the sight of his cold breath evaporating in the air.
After doing this for a minute or two, Wang Qian finally moved again as he walked out of the city gate and headed towards the Forest Of Glory. Since it was early in the morning, the insides of the forest were still dark and humid, giving off a bone-chilling feel to those within it.
Ignoring the cold, Wang Qian took his time and looked around him as he went deeper and deeper into the forest.
Stopping in his tracks as he unknowingly arrived at the site of the battle between him and Krisatarus, Wang Qian checked around for the presence of any monsters or threats, only proceeding to sit down when he made sure there wasn't any.