Chosen Ones Vs. Mutated Beasts.
At the bottom of the mountain.
Over fifty Chosen Ones were gathered around a spacious place, with the forest around them and the stone stairway not far from them.
There was another path, the stone path leading straight to the harbor, where all the ships are docked.
Soon, a black-haired youth took the final step on the stairway and touched the soft ground with his shoes.
Ichiro looked around the place and saw some of the Chosen Ones have their own group of friends now, but he knew that every one of them would backstab their so-called friends for their own benefit.
His gaze went past everyone, and he finally noticed a few familiar faces.
Lord, Lone, and Ares sat on top of the tree trunk while hiding from the sun underneath another tree, which had bushy leaves that stopped the sun from reaching them.
Soon, Ichiro arrived there and sat down next to Lone.
''Yo.'' Lord waved his hand and raised his sunglasses slightly.