That night, Lloyd went to bed early, but a seemingly unrelated farm owner was too furious to sleep.
"Nine nodes… all nine of them! Utterly destroyed! Even the confidant I sent to negotiate never came back…"
The farm owner gripped an ancient map that had gone completely dim, his hands trembling and his heart bleeding.
The previous underground boxing match had been an explosive, bloody, and thrilling spectacle that drove the crowd wild. When the two fighters delivered their final blows and collapsed in unison, the atmosphere exploded, reaching a fever pitch. Under the near-frenzied sensory overload, the respectable members of the audience fainted one after another.
Then, it was time for the farm owner's harvest. He breathed it all in greedily, intoxicated, gradually forgetting everything as he completely immersed himself in the frenzied atmosphere.
