Zain continued leading the girls deeper into the territory.
After showing them the extreme training areas, they moved toward the outer sections of the sect's core grounds.
"This place…" Zain said as he gestured to the land around them, "used to be our food supply."
The girls looked around and saw large, overgrown fields.
The soil was dark and cracked, with wild plants and weeds twisting in all directions.
The wooden fences had long since rotted away.
"There were farms here," Zain explained.
"We grew our own foods, rice, herbs, vegetables. Everything we needed to survive."
Velra kicked a collapsed fence post with her boot. "Looks like it's been dead for a long time."
Zain nodded. "A Thousand years at least. Maybe more."
They moved further and came across another ruined area.
Large stone pens and broken cages stood half-buried in moss.
Rusted chains hung from wooden posts, and the bones of long-dead creatures were scattered across the ground.
