"The rain is really pouring down today!" Outside the tent, a man languidly leaned on his iron sword, standing under the small shelter to survey the surroundings.
Their location was a temporary supply point set up by Rangers for rest and resupply during their patrols in the forest.
At this moment, as the man gazed out at the torrential rain, he felt keeping watch outside was rather pointless.
"With rain this heavy, not to mention spotting the enemy, you can't even hear footsteps clearly..." He thought about going inside the tent to warm himself by the fire.
Counting the time, it should be about twenty minutes before his shift ended.
Once the rain stopped tomorrow, the area would be a muddy mess, making it difficult to track any news of the Shadow Wolves.
In the mingling wind and rain, he lazily yawned, stretching out his hand to get closer to the torch tied to a pole, but he slipped and accidentally knocked the torch askew.
