When dusk came, they camped along the riverside, a place where Han Jin had never been to before. But the name of the river was quite familiar to him: the Jade River, the river in which he had his first bath after coming to this world. They were downstream of the river now, and if one walked along it for several dozen miles, one would arrive at Radon Town.
Guards of the caravan gathered many sticks for bonfires. Han Jin's group sat in a circle, discussing which direction they would head the next day. They were approaching the war zone, and things must be done with the utmost carefulness. However, although the group talked a lot, Leopold, the leader of the caravan, just narrowed his eyes and remained silent as if the things they were talking about were none of his business.
When the setting sun jumped into the horizon, Sunier's expression suddenly turned stiff. She sprang to her feet. "Horses! Lots of horses approaching!!"
"From where?" Han Jin was startled.