Walking across the desert dunes, Thoren watched the endless mirages in the distance with a calm expression.
With his plan almost completed, he was at peace.
He watched the desert wind lift waves of sand into the air, allowing them to drift across the crimson landscape like flowing rivers.
In the distance, he saw the Bleeding Desert shifting as something fed upon fallen bodies.
Half-buried corpses slowly disappeared beneath the moving sand.
To any ordinary awakener, such a scene would have been terrifying.
But now, It did not cause the slightest ripple in his heart.
After watching the scene for a moment, he shook his head and continued his journey.
'Why hasn't Solenne sent a message?'
He frowned inwardly.
According to the plan, with the aid of the Horn Lizard Soldiers, they would pressure the Scorpion Clan into submission.
With their army gone, he did not think the Scorpion Clan could continue acting as high and mighty as they usually did.
