Just right a few minutes after MF took up the Champion of Pallas for a fun ride, Foel entered the messed up scene near the barrier of Domeniul Ceresc. The artificial scenery of the mountainous domain was maliciously forged onto a seared mess of rubble and debris and all kinds of scar appeared on the surface.
Foel checked the tracking device she had reapplied to her partner. The location of where she was was found on the far west of Tavaroth Continent right at the center of the Ancient Battlefield.
"I hope nothing severe happened." The mild gush of wind immediately caressed her untied hair. "Guess something happened after all. How come I couldn't detect it from Ouranos Citadel?"
She noticed that numerous layers of the Domeniul Ceresc's barrier had been crippled to 456 layers and she saw Asir and Ain currently trying to repair it. Foel approached them and her expression was definitely not the pleasant kind.
"Asir, Ain, elaborate."
