Approximately forty kilometers east of the ruins.
Inside a cave, about a hundred humans were gathered.
A bonfire burned within the cave, its flames illuminating a collection of pale, mostly malnourished faces.
It had been over a year. Ever since the Survivor Stronghold on the edge of the Mist Forest was breached by Giant Demons, the fortunate few who escaped had been living in constant fear, hiding in the caves of the Mist Forest.
But fortunately, the group still included three Casters, five Adventurer Warriors, and even over a dozen able-bodied young adults.
Otherwise, providing for the nearly sixty or seventy elderly and infirm members in the cave would have been an impossible task.
"Elder Chuck, this is all the meat we hunted today. Let's give it to the children first. We'll be fine with the wild vegetables Fandi and the others gathered."
