The old tree, who now had a new name - Dragon Pool, was standing in the special army camp, in confusion. The leopard leant against his roots, seemed also not knowing what to do.
All human warriors in this camp were dashing around, seeming so busy. Some of them were checking their credits in the council; some carried bleeding enemy heads back to register as credits; some exchanged their credits into magic medicines that could help the activation of meridians and Magus Acupoints, and use those medicines immediately; some carried their gravely injured teammates, whose bodies were all covered in sticky blood and deep wounds, and yelled themselves hoarse for medical help.
Every corner of this camp was a mess and was filled with a busy, tense atmosphere. In the meanwhile, a strange and strong sense of life had been growing and spreading out from this camp; that sense of life was truly hard to describe.