Giant Beast Forest, camp...
A night had passed, and the apocalyptic sight of the sky shattering had vanished into the distant horizon like a dream. After the initial chaos, the camp had once again returned to calm...
The guards wandering around nearby forced themselves to stay alert as they began their duties for the day. Yet both mentally and physically, they felt extraordinarily exhausted, filling the entire camp with an air of listlessness.
It was no wonder. What had happened in the camp over the past two days had tormented these poor guards enough. Leaving aside everything else, simply being jolted awake from their sleep twice in a row had already left them physically and mentally drained.
First, Wu Yan's furious roar had awakened all the guards in the camp in the middle of the night. Andrew's death had also robbed everyone of their sleep the night before. Then, such an absurd phenomenon had occurred last night, leaving everyone uneasy and unable to sleep at all.
So many things had happened in just two short days. Even though the camp's guards were all accomplished warriors and mages, they were having trouble enduring it all. Their current state was only natural... At this moment, inside a large tent in the central area of the camp, a place that should have held only one or two higher-ups was packed with dark masses of people. A cacophony of voices blended together into an endless buzzing, making it feel like they were inside a beehive and irritating everyone present.
Nearly every high-ranking member of the camp had gathered here without exception. While discussing matters among themselves, they all directed their gazes toward the seat at the head of the tent.
There, a figure sat upright in the main seat. The dignified face that had