The performances in the square were in full swing, and the cheers and laughter of the audience drifted far away on the mountain breeze.
On the cliff face of Lone Rock City, two figures stood motionless, each with a different expression.
Lying on a rickety old tree on a cliff, the werewolf Aldnan rested his paws behind his head, gazing at the starry sky above, and crossed his legs, saying, "Have you looked enough?"
A deep voice came from under the tree: "Shut up."
Aldenan said in a helpless tone, "I feel sorry for you. Of course, it is because of your plight that I have become a foil to this tragedy as well."
The orc Carol, wearing a large linen cloak, hid on a platform on the cliff, silently watching the joyous ocean below.
“Some people say that to love someone is to give them everything they want,” Aldenan grinned. “But I say that’s just a loser’s way of comforting themselves. How can you know how someone feels if you don’t experience it yourself?”
Carol remained expressionless and said once again, "Shut up."
Climbing up from the tree branch, the werewolf nimbly flipped over and landed silently on the ground.
He first walked over to Carroll, then looked at the theater troupe's performance at the foot of the mountain, and finally said, "Normally, when we were at the border, we could just grab two people and go back to report. But ever since you saw this convoy, we've been following them for almost half a month!"
Aldenan leaned closer to Carol and whispered, "The time to make a decision has come. Either you take her away, or we leave!"
Carol shoved the werewolf beside her and hissed, "I told you! Shut up!"
"coward!"
Aldenan leaped back onto the treetop and said with a disdainful tone, "Even with power, your mindset is still stuck in the environment of the weak, just like..."
The werewolf suddenly stopped speaking, abruptly standing up on the treetop. Looking towards the distant horizon beyond the city, he whispered, "Hey, hey! Carol!"
Carroll shook his body irritably and said to the ceiling, "Leave me alone!"
Aldnan flipped off the branch, leaped to the orc's side, grabbed his chin, and forced him to look up at the darkness outside the city.
"Open your eyes and look! What's that?!"
Hearing Aldenan's loud shout, the initially angry Carroll stared in astonishment at the scene before him.
In the mountains south of Lonely Rock City, a 'fire serpent' made of torches is rapidly approaching the city gate at the foot of the mountain.
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