The entire area protected from the outside,
Someone put a magic and backtrack to everyone.
Someone tried to pursue the magic that they have,
But they were unbeatable at its finest.
***
THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time.
"Go now. I think he needed some medical attention. I don't want to lose each and one of my precious soldiers this time." Xiaojun patted the second in command and they all saluted. They hoisted the soldier up to their arms as Xiaojun turned to look at the empty lot with the supposed hut. He squinted his eyes as the soldiers walked past ahead of him.
"Be careful on the way," Xiaojun reminded one last time. Looking at the far distance, he saw the soldier flail his head right at his neck. He also limped, half-walking, half-dragging by the soldiers. Xiaojun slipped his hands through the sword, caressing it for the last time.
