C55 The Young Man's Thoughts Were Unknown

The darkness was as deep as ink.

On the mountainside of the Garmaduke, the mountain wind was howling, stirring up waves of black sand. Many corpses of the War Soldier were being engulfed by the black sand step by step.

The black sand was also a characteristic of the Gamodado.

It was said that everything on this mountain would eventually turn into black sand