Dark clouds stretched across the neverending skies, covering everything between heaven and the earth. It was almost 7 a.m but there was still no sign of sunlight.
"Just a little bit more! Everyone stay together, we're almost there!" Kuo shouted from the front. There were four other Mad Saint members with him, paving the way for the civilians.
Every now and then there would be a few beasts, jumping out from the nearby forests and attacking the caravan.
All the Mad Saints members were on foot while their contracted beasts formed a straight line, pulling carts full of people behind them. This was how they had traveled for the last 9 hours or so.
Hundreds of civilian lives had been lost when they crossed a newly formed river. It looked relatively harmless at first, but halfway through, thousands of water beasts jumped out and attacked them in waves.
Over two hundred guards and thirty Mad Saints had lost their lives as well, protecting the civilians from these creatures.