[ damn, for chickens they sure are brave enough to throw the dirtiest looks at an angel and a wizard capable of toppling mountains. but they can no longer do that while they're here, aren't they...

figaro blinks, and focuses his eyes on the chicken hoard. some of them seem to be emitting translucent light-blue energy, making a trail heading towards the nearby wood. ]

It's Cryo energy, and it seems to be heading that way. Come on.

[ sandalphon will have to leave the chickens behind if he doesn't want figaro to get to them, before heading towards the trees. at the bottom of the cliff lay some sort of portal - a domain, that's rippling with more cold energy. ]

Some sort of pocket space? Interesting. [ hmm. ] Are you ready to go? I'm not one for combat, but I can heal you if you ever decide on taking them head-on.