The mountain peak was relatively flat.

As far as the eye could see, the landscape was covered in a blanket of white. This made it feel as though it was not actually nighttime.

The old man brought James to the mountain peak, waved his hand, and a burst of force came forth from his palm.

The power surged forward, and the block of ice before him slowly started to melt away to gradually reveal a stone table along with several stone chairs.

The old man walked over, sat down, and beckoned at James