Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The group had wasted an entire day. At night, strong winds that sounded like the roars of ferocious beasts started blowing across the mountains.
The tents could not withstand the wind. The group had to send two Light Mages to set up a Light Barrier and stop the strong wind from raging through the camp.
The winds gradually grew stronger. The gusts were like powerful dragon breaths as they poured into the Rift Valley from higher up the mountain, striking the uninvited guests with great might.
The Mailong Private Military Group was unprepared for the ferocity of the winds. The two Light Mages at the entrance of the camp were knocked flying. They slammed heavily into a cliffside and died horrible deaths.