"I'm really craving some sukiyaki..."
Lin Wang exhaled a warm breath into his cupped hands, heating up his ten fingers. The clothing provided by the Martial Soul Hall was indeed insulating, but the gloves were fingerless... This was because full-fingered gloves would reduce the agility of a Samurai's fingers and also make it difficult to operate a smartphone with a full screen. So, they simply distributed half-finger gloves instead and even saved on material.
"Hang in there, we've got another half hour before we can switch shifts. Then we can go have our meal and rest at the camp," said Uncle Sato from beside him, glancing at the two Watchers walking ahead and smirking. "They're not even hungry yet, so stop complaining."
At that moment, one of the Watchers turned around, looked at the setting sun in the distance, and asked in English, "Where have we patrolled to?"
