*swoosh*
*Tang* *Tang* *Tang!!!*
Soft wind noises and accompanied with it was a plastic pole being flung around. Hitting against the ground as it was blown away within this perspective.
A lone building with a swaying flag stretched on the side.
Standing in the middle with no other structures all around. Well, it's not that you can see it within this foggy area.
Nevertheless, it was quite a sturdy building since it was able to survive after all of those attacks. Though, it did leave some marks and scratches all around. Tattered to be more precise.
*Tap!* *Clang!*
A muffled noise was heard.
Zooming about to the top of the building. An old man in a simple jacket could be seen sitting there with his legs crossed. A jug of wine in his right hand with a long sword on the other hand.
His eyes were hidden under the yellow glasses with his shabby grey pant signaling the look of simplicity below. Not that rich nor not that poor.
*Puha!*
