The air began to bite and graze the warrior's skin like a mutant offspring of silk and sand. The moon offered no warmth until her brother the sun. Had Vytal always been this cold or was it just this one evening that the warm sea air didn't want to waft inland. For a moment Ferr's teeth chattered and his muscles spasm. Hardening himself only caused the tightness in his muscles to become more apparent. He gave Amber a final push as she then laid on the stone ledge, the final level. Seeing her legs remain still caused Ferr to worry. However the chance she would drop dead due to this climb was zero. She wasn't weak.

Logically the only other option was that she was tired; that made sense. The cold, the climb, the whole day before that too. Ferr knew how she felt. The second wind came, bringing Ferr down to his knees. The man quickly wrapped his arms around himself in a futile attempt to block the cold. It wasn't winter-like, just another cool night. But to him it felt like a brutal winter back home. When there is no coal or dust to burn. Ferr spent a few moment collecting himself. The sound of Amber disrupting his break drew his attention as he looked up to the Princess. Her playful taunt caused his blood to rush; it gave his body a chance to become warmer. He chuckled before nodding to her. "Yeah. I'll be there in just a second."

Ferr would stretch out his body one last time before taking in a deep breath. Bouncing on his toes to gain momentum, Ferr unleashed the energy into his legs. The movement launched the man up and onto the ledge. His mid-torso reached the ledge before he slammed down onto it with his arms. Ferr would heave as he pulled his body up.

The knight laid there a moment as he watched Amber stroll over towards the gazebo. With a push, he lifting himself up to his feet and walked over to it. "Come here. This is what that hard work was for." The man smiled and took Amber's hand into his own before walking over to the gazebo. He'd guide her over the curved stone which rose out of the roof. The half-sphere was much easier than five levels of ledges.

The gazebo stood eight feet tall and had enough space for five people inside. The structure was made of stone and wood, painted white and blue. However the night case a shadow over it's colors to warp them into pale silver and black. The moon over head, and the time still right, Ferr rushed Amber into gazebo. Inside a single bench allowed for some proper rest. Before he'd allow her to take a moment, Ferr pointed north toward the residential district. "Look out there. You see it?" he asked while staring.

Far into the dark colored space laid a sea of lights. The lights of homes and other buildings caused the darkness to reflect the sky with patterns of lights. Once more the wind would blow; however it would cause a gathering of trees to sway like rolling waves. "It's not much. But I thought you'd might enjoy it." With that, Ferr released her hand before plopping himself down on the bench. He shifted the wooden seat to lean against on of the stone pillars holding up gazebo. A light yawn erupted from his throat before he closed his eyes for a moment. "Just going to rest for a moment. Shouldn't fall asleep up here..."