C1212 Stalling
On the expansive forest trail, a procession of nearly a thousand people was steadily making their way forward. Gazing at the distant silhouette of a grand city, the refined middle-aged man at the forefront, dressed in fine garments, turned to address the crowd, "We're nearing the Soul Ancient City. Upon our arrival, let's not act impulsively. Our primary objective is to reclaim the Spirit Stones
