It had been a few days since the incident of war between Garnt's village and Baktou occurred, marked by the strange incident of something resembling a rock being drawn into the sky.
The arrival of a peculiar group on the primitive land, equipped with strange devices, hinted at something extraordinary happening. At this moment, Mia stood on the edge of the cliff, her gaze fixed on the vast expanse of the ocean stretched out before her.
The rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore was a familiar melody that always brought her a sense of peace. But today, something felt different.
"Hey, doesn't the ocean look weird to you today?" Mia asked, turning to her friend, Ansel, who stood beside her, another scientist who worked alongside Mia for the government.
