There are no clouds on Mars, the higher you fly, the farther the horizon moves away from you. As he ascended, the massive canyon gradually revealed itself in the distance.
Sailor Valley, Valles Marineris.
David vaguely remembered the metaphor he heard on the Discovery Channel as a child, saying that if placed on the North American continent, it could stretch from New York to Los Angeles. Four thousand kilometers long, seven kilometers deep.
In an ancient era, this planet cracked open from deep within due to enormous internal stress, forming this canyon.
At that time, the young boy was filled with longing for it.
Although the King of Mars was looking out the porthole, he felt numb to the familiar scenery. Dust storms on the horizon, massive mountains, canyons, that's all. He was just carefully reviewing the reports on the Six Dragons Sect provided by the now-defected Hermits of Tomorrow.
Now, the Hermit groups of the Six Dragons Sect are all looking for a way out.
