
After a long journey, the train finally arrived at a place that was completely arid and more like a desert. The veiled men's army opened the windows of the train and watched for themselves, if they were currently in an unknown place. Who exactly was the one who had helped and also released them from the torturous shackles while in the dungeon?
"Where is this? Are we out of the kingdom?" asked one of the veiled men while glancing towards his comrades, but only a head bobble that he got...