Once everything was ready, the two of them left the camp, and soon they were flying over the plains of the North.  The buff jacket that had been restored to Merame was of good enough quality that, worn over her clothes, it was able to protect her from the cold.  Yifa, of course, needed no such external protection.  "It's going to take quite a bit of time for us to get there!"  She shouted when they were a far distance away from the Icewalkers - perhaps a handful of hours.