Early morning, late February.
Within Divine Iron City, the player-recognized main city's safe trade zone.
Surrounding Divine Iron City are numerous volcanic peaks that stretch endlessly, with many peaks covered in white snow. The snow on the mountain tops shimmers brightly under the sunlight after the snowfall, casting a gleam on the somewhat empty Divine Iron City trading square, making it exceptionally clean and beautiful.
A few bored native guards of Divine Iron City, clad in armor, stand watch on the city walls, gazing at the extremely desolate trading square below. One of them laments, "I used to find those Abnormal People so noisy and annoying. Now that it's been so cold and deserted for so many days, I suddenly feel a bit unaccustomed to it."
Another agrees, "Yeah, it's really strange. I used to hate these guys, but now I weirdly miss those rowdy fellows."
