Currently at the entrance of the large eastern base, several refugees from other camps or those from other parts of the wilderness were being inspected by the guards before being allowed inside.
Dressed in torn and dirty clothes were none other than Sniperbowlegend and Alice. The two had wrapped their heads with worn turbans and carried a heavy bag filled with grains and other seemingly unimportant items they had scavenged in order to blend in with everyone present.
Furthermore, they had also rubbed animal waste and spoiled grease on their skin, ensuring that they reeked terribly just like the others around them. It was something Alice had been strongly against at first, but in the end she had no choice but to comply.
She could not help but wrinkle her nose as she cursed under her breath while they slowly walked toward the gate where the guards were stationed.
The line moved slowly, and before long it was their turn.
