Wen Ran didn't look back. His temples throbbed with pain and rage as he pushed forward, his body moving despite the growing exhaustion. The horizon stretched before him, the night creeping in, and yet he could feel the village of mortals calling him. It was close now, but the journey ahead wasn't easy.
A long, wide valley stretched out before him, filled with beasts he didn't even have time to slay. Their roars echoed in the distance, a reminder of the danger lurking around every corner. His fists clenched. The valley was rich with herbs—herbs he had no time to collect. It was maddening. He was being forced to abandon everything he had worked for, and he hated it.
