Three carriages reinforced with golden iron sped across the wilderness.
A powerful aura emanated from within the carriages, causing all the magical creatures along the road to flee in panic, as if they couldn't get away fast enough.
A flag fluttered in the breeze.
It had a red Mandala flower in the background and a blood-stained sword on the front, like a knight slumbering amongst the blooms.
This convoy belonged to the Scarlet Adventure Group.
After the Monster Tide ended, Dawen led his team members back to Red Heart City.
"Ugh, my head hurts so much."
"What happened?"
On the soft bed within the carriage, Tasya rubbed her throbbing brow and opened her eyes.
Her throat was parched, and her tongue also hurt as if it had been constricted by a python.
Oh right... and also her limbs, below her chest, she felt the pain of being bound by ropes.
