With ringing camel bells, the caravan struggled to travel through Immensity Sea. Looking around, only desert and plain land with a few stubborn shades of green could be seen.
By noon, the sun was shining directly overhead, and the high temperature made them dizzy. Even those who had the Apertures enlightened felt burning sensations on their body, and dryness of the mouth, not to mention the ordinary men leading the camels. Thus, they sought shade behind a few weathered rocks.
With a loud gurgling of water, many regained their spirits and chatted idly.
"Evil Blade was killed. We probably have to change our flag soon." The leader of the caravan sighed.
