The wild grass outside was gradually withering. Autumn had arrived in Aqua Country, and the vitality of all things waned.
A group of hunters walked up the mountain road, carrying several hunted beasts on their backs.
These hunters, both men and women, were all fit. Clearly, they were not ordinary people but robust warriors.
"Captain, we've been on the road for a while. Let's take a break," the only female member of the team said.
The leader of the group, a robust middle-aged man with a sturdy build, wiped the sweat from his forehead and then nodded. "Alright, since we still have time, let's rest a bit."
The group came to a jumble of rocks and sat down to rest.
"We've had quite a haul this trip up the mountain. It should be enough for the villagers to live comfortably for a while," a man dressed in tiger skins said with a smile.
