Once they arrived, they happened to see the previous batch of people who attempted to absorb the sea heart return with their faces covered in dirt.
Their clothes were in tatters, and there was even one person who had been injured. There was a huge hole in his chest that passed all the way through his back.
Still, it seemed that he would recover with time.
Now, these few people were also sighing in despair.
Without a word, they returned to the small wooden cabin that they had not lived in for a year and started to recuperate.
It was obvious that the one year was like a nightmare to them.
They did not want to say what they had gone through in the past year.
This was not an unusual scenario.
Outside, discussion was rife among the onlookers.
"A year ago, there were still sixteen people, yet only six returned."
