Their speed increased, and the route they were taking was a dangerous area. This was to avoid encountering any zones or people on the road.
Ayen knew it was far from the forbidden zone, but he did not know it would take ten days to arrive. The surrounding areas were filled with ruins, and so he was not sure if they were already near or not.
Soon, they stopped at an empty field. As far as his eyes could see, there were only ruins. The walls were charred black, and if one could scrutinize carefully, the whole city was burned down.
Ayen was confused. Was this the place? Or were they only camping here?
"It was a red zone," Khal's voice rang, capturing Ayen's attention. His eyes glanced at the area for a moment before he turned to Ayen. "This was my hometown."
The red zone that held both Khal's cherished and tormenting childhood memories.
