Watchfulness and Understanding

The moment the words "high-purity runesteel" left her mouth, the students who had been laughing and watching their companion make a fool of himself instantly grew wary.

A few of the sturdier-looking ones subtly formed a semicircle around Poppy, while someone behind them turned and ran straight toward the Northern Wanderers patrolling nearby.

Poppy had no idea what was going on.

But she soon found out. A moment later, the Northern Wanderers who had received the report swarmed over as if facing a grave threat, shouting at Poppy to put down her weapon.

Although Poppy could understand what they were saying, she had no idea what was happening.

She clearly didn't understand why they were telling her to put down her weapon, or why her warhammer was considered dangerous.

She'd been through something similar before. Acting in self-defense, she swung the warhammer in her hands with all her might, then slammed it hard into the ground.

As the heavy warhammer struck the ground, large sections of the carefully repaired streets of Freljord City cracked apart. The shattered earth and stone took the shape of a giant warhammer and sent the Northern Wanderers and students who had lost their footing flying.

Seizing the chance, Poppy grabbed her warhammer with one hand and ran straight toward the nearest Bandle City portal she could sense.

Danger!

Poppy's legs might have been short, but her stride was quick. In the blink of an eye, she had raced to the foot of the city wall.

This is it!

The Northern Wanderers nearby had already rushed over at the commotion, but before they could surround Poppy, the little Yordle brought her hammer down on a particular brick in the wall.

Open up, road to Bandle City!

Ripples spread through space. Gripping her warhammer, Poppy charged straight