The vans left the paved roads and made their way down the muddy paths.
After an hour-long bumpy ride, they finally stopped at a piece of flat land.
"Get to work!" the leader shouted.
The drivers and workers on the cars got down one by one, opening boxes and unloading the goods.
After Harry and Denvor got down, they noted that there were 20 or so martial artists wearing gray and green cloaks standing around. Each of them was carrying a long and thick carrying pole around their shoulders.
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