A group of people is walking in a certain direction that is devoid of life – well, just looks like devoid of life. Precisely, they are heading towards the bottom of a cliff which was filled with ragged and sharp tall rocks where you will get instant death if you fall from above the cliff and get impaled with it. There is no other chance of revival.
Anyway, this group of people wore stern and gloomy faces as if someone owed them a large debt… well, this might be true, yet right now what they will do will make them owe someone else – and that is, they will owe someone a life, since they are mercenaries! And among these people is a tall and robust man who is inconspicuously surveying his surroundings, as if he is engraving in his mind the sight that he sees.
