in the depth of the flood, the wind mingles with the smell of decay and stench, and slowly reverberates in the deep forest that hasn't seen the sun for many years. The cold air of the cool wind blows slowly than that of the autumn wind, which are all blowing on the side of the closed cave somewhere in the flood, two beasts and one person.

the black cloak exudes two golden hues, and sits on a big stone. The broad hood makes a rattle under the rotation.

"whoosh ~"

beside the black paint cloak, a huge bluestone beast with four or five people, snores like thunder. Such a large...