"Who are you?" Samujin struggled to rise.
"Moro." The disfigured man's voice was low, "Danzel Moro, Captain."
"Bridge?" Samujin seemed to find an anchor for his consciousness and suddenly stood up, eagerly looking towards the Floating Bridge.
"The Floating Bridge suffered some damage, but it can all be repaired," Captain Moro said coldly.
Captain was right. Although the Floating Bridge was damaged in several places, it still stretched across the river, as if mocking Samujin.
"Damn!" Samujin suddenly felt dizzy. His knees weakened, and he fell to the ground, desperately pounding the sandy earth, "Damn! Damn!"
"Save your strength." Captain Moro just spoke and made no move to stop him, "The Herder's search team is coming. If you don't leave, you're waiting for death."
Samujin turned a deaf ear, the iron man suddenly wrapping his arms around his knees and bursting into tears.