Voumi Town
It had been several months since the Terran slaves of Voumi Town had been caught. Since then, about a few hundred people perished, a lot of whom died during the Heat Wave.
At this time, Gurnam was looking out their quarters. Fortunately, while still inhibiting and disgusting compared to life back in Terran, it was not the pigsty anymore.
When the lord realized they were elementalists, he moved the awakened ones to a new place, and also moved the weaker ones to a slightly better dormitory.
If this didn't happen, it was estimated that a lot more of them would've died from the heat wave.
Gurnam looked in the direction of East in deep thought, feeling extremely worried. He then looked down the windows and saw dozens of guards approaching, no doubt to round them up.
Sarah, who now had a healing scar on her face, walked over to him. She also saw what was happening on the lower floors, and couldn't help but look worried.
"What's wrong? What's happening?"
