บท 151: Jail

Zayne was on his way to Red Feather City, walking along the main road, which was usually filled with carriages and ordinary people wanting to get somewhere better than their small villages.

However, today the place was ruined. Destroyed carriages lay on the ground as well as the bones and armor that remained after the silhouettes had disappeared. Even if it was already finished, the people of the Lax River Region would still have a long time to deal with the consequences of what had happened.

"Well, I hope it doesn't happen again, I have to find out exactly what caused it, but to do that I have to find them..." Zayne muttered, looking at his ring. It was faded, like an ordinary trinket, but Zayne knew he had to wait for night as well as the light of the moon.

Step. Step. Step.

Gradually Zayne reached Red Feather City, as he supposed the city was intact, though it was full of destruction around it.