After the little antic of Art and Lilith, the atmosphere of the group had considerably softened. With that, they all started marching away, heading deeper into the Deathland to train.
The large group naturally split into two clusters. On one side: Zyon, Art, Lilith, Freya, and Amelia. On the other: Leon, Evelyn, Celeste, Mia, and Verena.
Each party turned in a different direction, branching out across the sandy wasteland. They weren't exactly scattered to the winds, but they deliberately kept a slight distance, close enough to hear trouble, far enough to hunt without tripping over one another.
The Deathland was as barren and cruel as ever. Aside from the usual residents, the Dissect Scorpions, Icicle Rats, Deathworms, Doomsday Camels, Desert Squids, and the occasional Sand Globe, nothing particularly exotic wandered here.
