Elantra City Western Wilderness
Dense armies advanced swiftly along the abandoned ancient path.
Roger sat atop the tracked transport vehicle, raising his head to gaze into the distance of the vast plains, where faint bright lights flickered in the dark night.
That was Elantra City.
A chilly breeze brushed across his cheeks, forming tiny ice crystals on the strands of his hair.
He withdrew his gaze and glanced briefly at the snow-covered road ahead.
After passing Elantra City and heading further north, Dawn City wouldn't be far.
He turned back and looked southwest toward the direction they came from.
At the edge of the dim night horizon, faint lights and subtle sounds seemed to be trembling.
That was the direction where another Mercenary Corps under the Nolanka Group had gone.
War seemed to have ignited.
He pulled his gaze back, climbed slowly down the vertical ladder on the side of the transport vehicle, opened the hatch, and entered the cabin.
