The Hamlet Ruins at midnight aren't silent, but they're eerily still.
This large cluster of cities, having lost human presence, ends up even quieter than the wilderness, because there's no animals, and even the insects have withered in the cold wind.
For the Scorpion Mercenary Group, every sound seems magnified, even the crackling of the campfire feels particularly clear.
Scorpion doesn't know the Church's exact purpose, but for money, he could only take this task. Perhaps it's because of the last experience, it makes him a bit too nervous to sleep, so he volunteered for the first watch.
The night passes without words, even the rats didn't bother them, except for the sound of the wind outside, everything is so calm, it seems like he's overthinking.
Finally, when it's time to switch guards, he falls into a deep sleep, until he is woken up again.
"The leader is in trouble!"
