That tree had long disappeared.
The dune was still that dune, the moonlight was still that moonlight, but that bone-like tree seemed never to have existed.
That dreamy and peculiar bone tree, as if it only existed in the legendary murals, seemed to be an illusion conjured by their imagination.
Everyone's back felt a chilly sensation.
Suddenly, someone gasped and their voice trembled, "Wait, Captain… That tree, shaped like bones… Could it be the 'Moonlit White Bones' that the Big Boss is seeking?"
The line from the ballad, "The branches of Moonlit White Bones point in all directions," precisely matched what they encountered tonight.
Upon realizing this, everyone drew in a sharp breath.
"Quick! Return to the city immediately! Report to the Big Boss!"
A group of feathered beasts couldn't care less about their fatigue; their wings flapped noisily as they hurriedly dashed towards Sky City under the cover of night.
