The typhoon had not left.
It was the topic everyone was discussing, and one many people feared. But now people found that they had no way to escape the problem for the time being and could only wait. Sometimes, having no options but to wait and leave everything to the heavens was enough to make people restless. At the very least, Heath saw quite a few people pacing anxiously, and some were even crying quietly. Fortunately, the League seemed to have noticed this too, and staff members came up to announce the latest news-the typhoon was beginning to show signs of dissipating.
Typhoons were frightening, but when it came to destructive power, earthquakes were still more intimidating. The news that the typhoon was about to dissipate eased the atmosphere among the crowd a little. Heath let out a long breath. He did not particularly like the atmosphere from before. It had been too hopeless and oppressive, making people feel immense pressure just standing there. Now, at last, things felt a little more relaxed.
"Emotions really are a kind of force," Heath remarked before closing the curtains. He felt that if he kept watching, he would develop psychological problems himself. Although emotions could neither be seen nor touched, they really did exist. Under that oppressive atmosphere outside, even Zoroark, who usually liked stirring up trouble, had quieted down, playing games silently without making a sound. Now, though, things were a little better.
"Master, do you think eating can ease those emotions?" May asked Heath. Heath scratched his head. He thought that would be rather difficult to achieve. After all, honestly speaking, anyone who had ever experienced emotions knew that when people were angry or particularly upset, they really could not eat anything. Never mind eating-even food that smelled incredibly delicious was