Deep in the canyon, mountain ranges stretched on and on, dotted with verdant pines and towering Ancient Wood.
Among the many Desolate Mountains, to find such a place teeming with life was truly a rare sight.
WHOOSH!
WHOOSH!
A series of afterimages darted through the woods. Their speed varied, yet they moved in an orderly, purposeful manner.
"Don't lose it!" A deep voice suddenly rang out. Ten figures fanned out and resumed their swift pursuit.
After about ten minutes, the figure in the lead came to an abrupt halt. He raised a hand and quickly pressed it down, signaling for those behind him to take cover.
The figures behind him responded instantly, concealing themselves in the bushes. They carefully followed the leader for another few dozen meters before coming to a stop.
Now, all ten figures were hidden within the bushes, their auras retracted. Pairs of eyes peered out from between the leaves.
In their line of sight was a massive hollow.
