There were 23 hours left, and there was no time to waste. The whale and his group ventured into the center of the sealed world, advancing cautiously as the space around them trembled intensely. Terrifying roars and the lingering sensation of a colossal battle from countless years ago filled the air. It felt like fallen spirits were everywhere, sending a chill through everyone.
This battlefield had only one path to follow, which was clear to everyone. Few dared to try another route; it would be complete suicide. The whole place was shrouded in mystery.
The group broke into a cold sweat, imagining the whale might not follow the path, but he just moved forward quickly without looking to the sides. Everyone quickly followed him.
