Underneath the dim gloomy sky was the endless scorched land. There were a few rivers curved and twisted through the black earth until they reached a huge sinkhole in a distance; on the vast land, countless strange steep hills were risen from the ground and scattered around as if they were nails trying to stop the ground from rising.
Behind a row of hills that seemed to be forcibly cut into half by something, clouds of deadly dust were flying in the air; and in those dust clouds, groups of strange glowing things formed a crooked line and slowly swayed around the broken hills like a glowing dragon.
The night was deadly quiet and filled with the smells of danger and blood. Deep inside a mysterious field appeared strange and creepy noises from time to time.