It was night now, the sun had long went down, and cold blistering winds ravaged the country of Olympia.
Sitting around a large bonfire was Komo, Sura, Yari, and Uma. They were all quiet, and the only sounds that could be heard were the howling winds and flickering of the fire.
Sura threw an extra log into the flame.
Behind the four of them was a large wagon, in which Yuri, Kakorin, Himura, Pyke, and Kuyen were still unconscious.
"So... what do we do now?" Uma asked.
"How should I know...? We haven't even found Denji yet." Yari replied.
A short silence followed. Uma glanced over at Komo. "How's your..."
Komo pulled his shawl over to cover his missing arm. "It's fine. Just... stings every once in a while."
Yari stared into the flame. "Everyone's really tense right now..."
