Chapter 49: Chapter Forty-Nine: The Beginning of the Death Tide!

A world of towering buildings, somewhere in the wilderness.

This is an unnamed valley with jagged rocks, the dark brown rocks as sharp as blades stretching endlessly, and clumps of wild grass growing tenaciously among them, making it look extremely desolate.

Five poorly equipped homeless men sat together, each holding a hard, dry grass seed cake, quenching their hunger with cold water.