In a narrow cave next to a canyon, a group of people gathered inside.
Their faces did not look particularly good.
Nearly all of them were weary, downcast, and fearful...
Every one of them was in tattered clothes, through which terrifying injuries could be seen.
However, these injuries were rather complex.
Some were inflicted by humans, and others seemed like claw marks.
This was probably caused by some fierce beasts.
Anyway, this group of people seemed genuinely miserable now.
It seemed that any further blow could make them crumble.
Of course, that's just a manner of speaking.
In reality, the expressions of three among them clearly showed they were tenacious and unyielding individuals.
There was also a woman among them.
Her aura was not strong, the weakest among those present.
Yet her expression was similar to those unyielding individuals.
To put it simply, there was no despair.
This was quite rare.
Mind you, there were about twenty people in this narrow cave.
