"You take a few new recruits, and I'll take some of the young ones," Levi said, pointing at Wu Hen.
Wu Hen led four Prison Guards toward a part of the town overgrown with swamp redwoods.
The old houses here were grafted with the swamp trees; the low houses seemed to have become incubators for the trees, with branches extending from the broken windows and firmly grasping the walls.
When the gaze penetrated those hollow, damaged spots, one would always meet a pair of tense and strange eyes, unable to distinguish whether they were humans or some other kind of creature in the gloom.
Although the Da Xuan Dynasty was technologically advanced, there were many displaced people. They themselves were beings that hadn't evolved, not easily coveted by powerful Predators, needing only minimal food and a few weapons for self-defense to barely survive on this land.