The suburban Grand Cemetery had now become a temporary Hunter's Campsite, accommodating tens of thousands of people.
Various modified locomotives and heavily armed trucks were parked all along the railway and supply shops of all kinds had sprouted up there too.
Bright bonfires were blazing all over the Campsite, making it a lively scene.
Amidst the professional hunters, there were also information merchants and members of various gangs from the city, all mixed together in the crowd.
Compared to them, there were far fewer people from the Governor's Mansion. On a distant high ground, some lights hinting at military formations could be seen.
One side was disorderly, the other was meticulous, with a clear demarcation between the two factions.
At first, when the results were not out yet, both sides still exercised restraint.
But now, with the reappearance of the labyrinth's exit and no sign of the governor's men, everyone understood that the Governor and his team were annihilated.
