Eland didn't divert his eyes anywhere other than what was in front of him. Some parts still showed how lush and shady the border forest was between the Northern region and Savannah. Although on the other side, there was a steep cliff that could endanger them if they slipped into it. Occasionally, they encountered large trucks carrying logistics for interregional delivery.

The sword, which had been ready for use, was firm and strong in his grip.

"Do you hear what I'm saying, Eland?" the caller asked with a firm voice. Eland believed that there was an anger brewing on the other end, no longer as calm as when they first...