There were lookouts hiding in the shadows of the five towers. Of course, Sunny had no trouble noticing them — all of them were Masters, and in a very rough shape. Just like Sunny, they had gone from participating in a bloody battle to entering the Nightmare Desert and being forced to fight for their lives without a real opportunity to rest.
Masters of the great clan Valor, great clan Song, and the government were working together without a second thought. Even though some of the wounds they bore had been delivered by the other humans in the group, no one thought about continuing the feud. All conflict had been forgotten in the face of the ruthless desert.
'How sweet.'
Indeed, the Spell had a way of bringing people together.
...It also had a way of bringing Nightmare Creatures and people together.
As soon as their party of five entered one of the steel fingers through a narrow crack, Sunny's expression darkened.
