The convoy moved slowly across the desert. Those slow-moving wheels of its carriages left long, trawling tracks across the soft sand. On both sides of the carriages were soldiers clad in black armor, riding beasts of their own. Within their hands were long swords reflecting off the sunlight, looking mighty and fierce.
On the carriages were metal cages, holding few beasts within them. But those ferocious beasts all seemed exhausted and without any energy, as they laid within the cages despite the look of hatred in their eyes.
While traversing the desert, those soldiers in black constantly surveyed their surroundings warily. But looking at the beasts within their cages, they let out smiles of their own. These were their biggest catch after a month.
