Time crept by, bit by bit. In the near-frozen silence, every second seemed stretched out by torment, and more worries rose in more hearts. Some pessimists had already begun considering what they should do if Allen had met with an accident or failed...
The Harris Clones present had split into twos and threes to raise morale, each group taking position on the most conspicuous stretch of battlements in the sections of the Great Wall assigned to different countries. But like everyone else, they were also staring in the direction of the Underworld.
Although the two brothers, Albert and Lenn, as well as Witches like Hermione and Penelope, all maintained an outward air of calm composure and confidence, in truth, because of the Underworld's barrier, the inside and outside of the Underworld were two completely separate worlds. Just like when Allen had fallen behind the Veil in his fifth year, they could not locate him through the Perception Mark as usual, or confirm whether he was safe.
So, not knowing that the Grim Reaper and Allen had actually been chatting for ages, their hearts were still full of worry. Still, because Luna, who could still maintain a connection with Allen, showed no abnormal reaction, they had not yet gone as far as some severe paranoid types, who were already imagining that Allen had been dealt with and the end of the world was upon them, and wondering what they should do.
This worry kept growing as time passed, and the atmosphere became increasingly stagnant, until several wizards observing through telescopes let out cries of alarm, finally breaking that almost suffocating state.
Following the direction of those telescopes, the other wizards also discovered that deep within the Underworld, several Lightning Storms were beginning to gather, so distant they were almost impossible to