"'Bout time." Kharag grunted before turning and stepping through the portal. Wulfgar gestured to the others to follow, before going through himself. James disengaged the safety catch on his P90 and took his finger off of the trigger before following the mages, gun cradled across his chest. As soon as he passed through the portal he was hit by a blast of icy wind and driving snow. Visibility was poor, but around him, he could see the ruins of old wooden houses, long abandoned, and further on, some slightly less dilapidated structures which had firelight in their windows.