"You give me too much credit, Matthias. If I had any leads, would I be here meeting you by chance?" Nathaniel said with a smile.

Then, he changed the subject. "Though your men look tired, their eyes are still bright. You wouldn't happen to have stumbled onto something good, would you?"

As he spoke, his gaze studied Matthias carefully, searching for any telltale signs.

But Matthias's expression remained unreadable.

"We fought through blizzards and harsh weather, nearly losing our lives. That's hardly what I'd call stumbling onto something good," he said evenly.

"Blizzards and harsh weather?" Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

"While Elysium Isle does harbor certain dangers, I've seen nothing but pleasant spring weather here. How could there be any blizzards and harsh weather?"

"I'm not entirely clear on the details myself. Most likely, it was some kind of pocket dimension, like those described in the ancient manuscripts. If we hadn't stumbled upon an exit by sheer luck, I ne