The Desert Bandits Who Came On an Adventure
Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The sandstorm lasted for a whole night.
The next morning, as the strong wind weakened, it finally dissipated into nothingness.
The heavy iron door of the Council Hall was opened.
Kant was the first to step out. The fine sand that was blown by the wind had already accumulated several centimeters in thickness and turned into a soft layer of sand when he stepped on it. The entire "Drondheim" castle was now covered in yellow sand.
There was sand everywhere. And there were sand layers everywhere.
On the streets, on the roofs of the houses, on the city walls, and on the arrow towers, it was full of sand.
Earthy yellow sand.