Traversing the treacherous terrain, the air became thinner, making every step feel heavier. The atmosphere in the mountains was much different than the one on the neutral ground. Jaguar was sitting next to small campfire, scribbling something in his black notebook and despite his calm aura, his instincts were razor-sharp, ears listening to every small noise, eyes scanned the surroundings for any signs of danger from time to time. Northern lights danced on the sky, lightning the night, starts glowing like thousands of lanterns, showing the path in the darkness.