The song. The song. The bard was compelled to this door the moment their voices touched his ears. He enters this place, wherever in Mythris it might be, for the Northern Alpine would never be a place which Jaskier would think to go. But it is their song which carries him, which sparkles static energy through his body to give warmth where the cold had brought him to his knees. And there - there, light begins to shine through the darkness. A warmth on his back he had not felt in months. So the bard would do as he did best and raise his voice to sing! Sing until the world was right and whole again.