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The Lyon Savannah of the Vierlin Plains, the Western Continent.

This place where water and plants once blossomed was now a wasteland.

Overhunting had left the spotted bison and horned gazelle—excellent sources of protein that once could be seen everywhere disappeared from sight. Half-eaten corpses had taken their place, with vultures that were once rarely seen due to lack of food now circling around in the air constantly, their numbers and sizes increasing visibly.

Worse, the milder nonhumans who lived for generations at the Lyon Savannah were displaced, whereas the warmongering and barbaric tribes developed with unprecedented progress.

The herbivores' disappearance also allowed the unbridled growth of weeds, stubbornly turning the old grasslands into a green ocean of waist-high weeds. Even so, there was no life that grasslands ought to have here, because it was a wildland where only insects cries could be heard, adding a sense of desolation to it.