Arc 2, Chapter 70 — A Wild Journey
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They say life is but a Cradle flame… one that can be sniffed out by the darkness in its bosoms.
Life in its fleeting Brilliance, often held a hunger that consumed its brightness.
Winhest calmly gestured at the massive crates with a faint smile lining his lips. Need he say more?
Moments later, the group sat in silence, their bodies pressed against the cold metal confines of the interconnected Railway Crates.
It was fascinating how spacious each crate was, with each crate holding 5~7 people. Yet there was enough room to maneuver from one end to another.
The crates were waist-length, allowing many to prop themselves on the edge. They sat on the edge, allowing their feet to dangle inside the crates.
ALL BOARD!~
Winhest's familiar Paper Shard pulled a Lever with deliberate motion.
'It's starting…'
Levon felt the crate he was in lurch forward towards the 11 0'Clock tunnel.
