There was a mother f*cking blizzard in the morning and Elanor found out she was the only person with common sense among her group.

“We are not leaving in the middle of the blizzard to make it to Duckwart by the evening.” Elanor could not stress in her tone or expression enough on just how stupid she thought the idea was.

The demons picked up on it at least.

“Oh, now you want to waste time? Hypocrite,” sneered Mithmore. “We’re on a schedule, remember?” ...