Northern War Zone of India.
New Dharamsala Safe Zone.
The cold wind howled as snow melted into filthy muddy water, trampled beneath the feet of the panicked crowd.
Inside the Core Node, which was strongly styled after an Indian religious sect, over a hundred Dharamsala Awakeners seemed to have split into two factions, arguing fiercely.
"Chief, in my opinion, we should run now! Take all the supplies we can carry and leave!"
"Otherwise, if we delay any longer and Dragon Security's people come over, we'll all die!"
After who knew how many times urging Chief A'erhan Jin, a dark-skinned Third Order Awakener with a white cloth wrapped around his head looked utterly terrified. He could not help checking the War Zone Channel every few seconds, his panicked expression making it seem as though he might bolt at any moment.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a fair-skinned Awakener across from him could not help glaring and shouting.
"Coward! What will happen to the Safe Zone we've worked so hard to build if we run now!? We can't take the node with us!"
"Dragon Security's people didn't attack us in the first wave! That means they simply don't have the manpower to deal with us!"
"Exactly! There are so many countries across the globe. Even if their people at Dragon Security worked themselves to death, they couldn't wipe them all out! We're not some important place. In my opinion, those people from Dragon Security are only trying to scare us under that Demon's orders!"
"They only pretended to attack a few major Safe Zones. They don't have the energy to come after us!"
"Have some backbone! We're not only doing this for ourselves. We need to think about India too! Do you really want those yellow-skinned monkeys to simply seize