C55 Preparing for the Clan Competition

The mountain wind was playful, like a naughty warrior, provoking the branches in the forest. The mottled sunlight on the bluestone was like a drop of gold that had been carved into this desolate land. The breeze blew, and the sunlight was just right. It was like a person in their prime, and it was a wonderful time in life.

The roars of wild beasts could be heard in the distance. Not long after