Himakati, the helicopter hovered over the Himakati airspace, ready to land.
Brandon Potter gently woke Adrian Desmond, who was dozing, "Sixth Master, we've arrived."
Adrian opened his eyes warily and looked out the window to see the vast green stretch. In the distance, Adrian could vaguely spot the gorge area, which was Xavier Young's territory, a place called Woodenshade Village.
His woman is there, Adrian felt a bit excited, his hand on the chest clenched tight.
"Sixth Master, we're ready to land."
"Hmm."
Their landing spot was twenty miles away from Woodenshade Village, originally a village where most people had died in the skirmish; those who hadn't were gone, thus abandoned.
The helicopter slowly landed on the open ground at the eastern end of the village, its rotating blades whipping up dust and leaves, obscuring vision.
The group disembarked from the helicopter, ready to set up camp.
"Sixth Master, this village is so rundown, it seems uninhabitable."
