Jecht grunted, trudging forward into what was looking more like a frozen wasteland than the city of Paixao. "If this is the best they can throw at us these days, they're in for a rude awakening!" he shouted into the wind. He reached behind in to take Meg by the hand and began to blaze the trail. "C'mon, warm sands and the blazin' hot sun are waitin' for us!"