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In one of the remote villages secluded at a cliff in EmptyHollow, the leader of the hunter group quietly stepped out of a hovel without his mask, and behind him was an elderly woman who stepped out with him. It was already Midnight like he had detected, and when he glanced at the path ahead that had been lit by lantern lights, it was eerily quiet since everyone in the village had retired to bed.
Turning around slightly, he glanced at the unconscious human that was still undergoing treatment inside the hovel. Slowly averting his disturbed gaze, he fixed it on the elderly woman who had a look of concern etched onto her aging face.
"How is he feeling now? Will he regain consciousness soon?" He asked the elderly woman in a firm tone, but his brown eyes displayed a hint of worry as he waited for her response. When the elderly woman retracted her gaze from the boy to the hunter, she nodded her head before exhaling softly.
