When Jack and Arlcard were still inside the mausoleum's labyrinth looking for their way to the bottom floor, John and the army he led arrived at the spot where the old bridge was located. Across this bridge was Palgrost's territory.
They were one day ahead of schedule. His careful route planning and troop management to repel the local monsters had been more effective than he predicted.
John was standing on top of one side of the chasm, feeling good about himself while the troops slowly trickled across the old wooden bridge. The old wooden bridge looked fragile but they were sturdy.
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