Progress.
Three days later...
"So that's basically the gist of it. We need them as they have the manpower necessary. They need us because they can't take over this place on their own."
The cold desert wind didn't have respect for no man.
It was cold, cruel, and merciless...
The pale moon hanging in the sky was like an immovable goddess, unconcerned about the unholy things that seemed to occur in the world beneath her.
Staring at it gave him a headache.
Cain sighed as he looked down. Both Hunter and Boulder were seated before him. They both seemed to be deep in thought.
'I have no idea what they are thinking.'
He frowned,
'After what happened three days ago, there's no stopping this avalanche. Soon, the Champion and his Priests are going to be back from whatever crusade they embarked upon. In the meantime, we still have some time. Hopefully, it will be enough.'