Horizon of Darkness

Since the management decided to go across the southern bridge, we can scout the left-southern route.
And I don't think the arrangement matters much to us.

An hour later, after a brisk walk, the third group of Claws reached the northwestern bridge. Unfortunately, the bridge was destroyed. Right in the middle, a huge gap divided the bridge in half. About a dozen peasants were trying to repair it in some way so that it could be crossed. Seeing the travelers, one of the peasants addressed them.



- Hello! He ran into the forest, catch up!