We're doomed; it's like constipation in the human camp—no, it's been hundreds of years of constipation without a single one of us getting through. She's an imported product, while those somewhat evil races come with their own wizards.
Is this world inherently dark?
"They're coming after us, in no small number, and there's an old one who's a wizard; his power must be significant. It's not good for us to pick a fight with a race right as we arrive. If we can get away, we should."
After telling Lin, Qin Yu and he sped up and tried to find a route that would be difficult for the trolls to follow.
However, they ran here and there only to find that there was no "kinship"-laden route that offered sanctuary; all they could see were the endless swamps. More terrifyingly—they realized that the places they had run through seemed to have been traversed again.
"That old guy might be quite formidable; it could be an illusion."
