After Leo Ray led his subordinates in a weary journey to examine the Dark Mole Alliance outpost on the other side of the river, it was already dusk.
He looked up at the sky filled with fiery clouds, only to see the dim Big Sun had already set by more than half, and the Little Sun was just emitting the afterglow of the sunset.
Unconsciously, the shadows of their party grew long, and a few birds flew overhead, leaving behind fleeting images and a few feathers scattered on the ground.
Feeling the slightly cool evening breeze, Leo Ray refocused his gaze on the half-orc outpost in the distance.
Under the slanting sun, the entire mottled camp was covered in a heavy layer of blood-red color, combined with the desolate surrounding land, giving the entire scene an apocalyptic feel.
"Alright, let's go back."
Withdrawing his gaze completely, Leo Ray steadied himself and spoke to his subordinates surrounding him.
