Garen scowled, looking around cautiously. "Looks like he did set this whole thing up to make sure we enter. What is he trying to achieve?"
"Your guess is as good as mine." Su Lin shrugged, "Let’s go then. The Falls is right in front, let’s find out how he planned to usher us, shall we?"
Garen nodded, the three of them slowly approaching a tiny waterfall within their sight.
The waterfall was like a quadrilateral white silk embedded in the middle of a vast green made of grassy fields and pine forests, on its right was a ruins full of oval white stones.
Grayish-white stone houses splattered all over the ruins. Destroyed walls and thriving weeds formed a harmonious concerto of gray, white, and green.
The trio walked past the waterfalls to slowly make their way up to the ruins. Garen replaced Su Lin as the group’s pathfinder.
He looked around, none of the three-story houses were spared from the destruction. All the windows lead to separate pockets of gloomy lifelessness.
