With their strength, it was simply impossible for them to take on the Serpent King. Furthermore, the entire Endless Desert was under his control, so the best they could do was vent their frustrations by killing the serpentine magical beasts within the desert.
"Ladies and gentlemen, could you please take me to Gran City? I can offer you a reward. These are the magic cores I've collected." A weathered, frail old woman with cracked skin, clutching a wine jug to her chest, blocked their way and pleaded with them.
"Old hag, go away. No one here will help you." Before any of them could speak, the young waiter impatiently shooed her away.
The old woman was rudely shoved to the ground, her blanket torn apart. Several magic cores rolled out, mostly One-Star and Two-Star cores.
Tracy furrowed her brows, feeling pity for the old woman. She was about to step forward, but John stopped her.
"Don't get involved." He spoke softly.
