章 77: Sad and Miserable Condition!

As the midday sun blazed in a cloudless sky, its rays beat down mercilessly upon the Raging Mountains, casting sharp, elongated shadows over the barren expanse known as the Soul-Splitting Land. Against this stark backdrop, a group of vultures, clever and opportunistic, soared. Their dark forms sliced through the sky, embodying the silent foreboding that hung over the landscape.

They descended upon a peculiar site near the Mountains, land that was tainted a stark, dark red, a stark anomaly against the pale yellow sands that stretched endlessly. This site, marred by the residues of blood and fire, resembled a scene straight out of a nightmare, akin to the chaotic and tortured figures of Picasso's "Guernica."