Before the sun had risen, rumbling sounds came from the forests south of Death Ridge, near the Great Lakes. Trees that reached into the sky fell down one after another. The huge trees flipped over each other, crushing a large part of the forest. However, they also cleared a wide path through the forest. Long before that, the workers had settled their pay and moved away from the coast road by the big trucks registered with Carrington. After the workers left, it was time for the transport ship ...