On the surface of the temple, where Sitara's group was barely kept alive.
There was a riot going on, and people running around in fear and worry. To most of the world, the most they experienced was just an earthquake.
But those on this site experienced something else entirely.
"How many times has it been?"
"56 and counting."
The elders of the surrounding tribe had a heavy expression seeing the metallic towers that have grown out of the land. All of them are indestructible and carry mil static to the surface.
And while these towers didn't do anything, they sent a scare to everyone on the site, including the Elders.
"It isn't possible, the demon is awake." One of them shouted with worry, sweating profusely as he looked at the metallic jungle that now covered the temple area.
With more metallic towers like trees growing out of it.
"Round up all the warriors and send the old and young into hiding. We need to be ready for what's to come."
