Since leaving the Korabo Legion Fortress, Noland Lee had been traveling day and night.
Every time the afternoon heat became unbearable, he would find some ruins to rest in until evening, then continue on his way under the dim light of the setting sun...
Day in and day out, night after night.
He safely passed through all the defense lines on the plains, avoiding the steam locomotive patrol teams and passing by the silent and eerie tomb entrances.
All the way to where he found a shady spot nearby the Blade Mountain Range, he hadn't found any place that could replenish his soul strength.
In fact, since he avoided all living beings along his route, he never encountered gasping humans on the way, nor any small animals like rats, wild dogs, or wildcats.
It was as if there were no living creatures in this world except him.
This sense of isolation and loneliness screeched to a halt on this day's afternoon when it was torn apart by the rumble of carriage wheels coming from the road.
