A thin layer of cloud appeared above the Battlecry plateau, which was never seen before.
However, there was not a single Barbarian who was interested in caring as they faithfully prayed on their knees. The changes of Doff have sent them all in a trance.
Headmaster Eugene sighed at this rare scene. It wasn't common even in the times of gods.
Normally gods would not have a territory before they got their holy body, considering how weak they were. Let alone having a whole area affected.
Abel didn't know about any of this. He had to focus on transferring the knowledge he got from their god Milton to Doff. He couldn't make a mistake, even under protection.
Meanwhile, far away in the Ervo forest above the Goddess of Moon temple, a woman in a long white dress with a silvery crown on her head lowered the book in her hand.
It was the goddess of the moon, the guardian of the elves, one of the few living gods of this world.
