As they walk, the wind completely avoids them. The snow still falls, but it falls gently to the ground, only to be whipped up again after Arelia is a short distance from it. At the mine, she stands in a corner of the elevator. Her eyes are closed and she breathes in and out. In and out. Her hand glows with a faint light that she holds up to her face. She then presses the light to her chest and mutters a few words. The light flickers out and Arelia opens her eyes.
Hearing the loud "clunk!" as the elevator grinds to a halt, she clears her throat, and removes her hood. She turns to the exit of the elevator and sucks in a gulp of air, then lets out a whistle so quiet it sounds like it were a rock tumbling from its nesting place.
"Nothing is ahead of us. At least until the next turn." She explains.
Arelia steps off of the elevator and onto the cold ground.