The sunlight slightly leaned westward, falling obliquely from the zenith, giving the map a yellowish hue. The map appeared old, though it had been drawn recently. Depicting the world's mountains and rivers, every city and state, it also recorded the latest intelligence from the Alliance High Priesthood and the Kingdom of the Lake!
At this moment, Black Wolf Torc, Head Warrior Bertade, following His Highness's finger, simultaneously looked intently: they saw a long blue line extending away from Atoyac Lake, far south of Zicao City. It stretched through the mile-long mountains and valleys upstream, all the way to the Southern Army's camp south of Water Valley City!
"The Tarsas River, what a long river through the mountains! But alas, just this one section, just this one section!..."
