Lynn thought to himself.
"This is Morol City," Lida took the initiative to explain, "Our female tribe has lived here for generations, sheltered by the Divine Tree to avoid the wars outside."
"What, females?"
Lynn slightly furrowed his brow.
"Yes." Lida nodded, as if recalling some unpleasant memories, a hint of fear appeared in her eyes: "You must have encountered many demon-like outcasts on your way here."
"Yes."
Lynn nodded.
Those demon-like outcasts were all dealt with by Hillena.
"Actually, they were once our male tribesmen." Lida's voice suddenly became hushed, her purple eyes shadowed, "But under the erosion of the red mist, they gradually lost their sanity and turned into mindless monsters driven only by killing."
"If not for the protection of the Divine Tree, even us survivors would have fallen into madness."
At this point, Lida's mood visibly dropped, clearly saddened by her male comrades.
