The sun was almost up, and they still had a long way to go. Without wasting any time, they immediately rode their Snow Tigers across the vast grassland that seemed endless. Their journey was so quiet, perhaps too quiet for such a competition. This unusual silence made Lucas anxious, but he chose not to show his concern.
After more than two hours, they finally reached a path that was very familiar to Lucas. This path led to the west gate of the Holy Light City, where the first sunflowers would bloom. As the gate began to appear in the distance, Leo exclaimed happily, "The gate is in sight.
But Lucas could not share his joy. His face was crumpled with worry. When they passed through the west gate, there was no welcome at all. The streets of the city were silent, the doors of the houses were tightly shut, and there was no sign of life. This silence was more than unusual, it was dangerous.