C127 Fasciculus

The few of us ran in the direction of the cry for help. Not too far away, I could vaguely see the two middle-aged men from before. However, they were currently wrapped up by a pile of dark brown branches.

What exactly is this place? How could there be so many locust spirits that had become the weather?

Although it was midnight, with the help of the moonlight and the light from the flashlight