"GET ALL THE "WEAPONS"
The voice echoed in the halls of the Royal Hall as if with a high tone and also a sharp affirmation of the sentence, making anyone who heard it would get goosebumps.
The footsteps that were so fast now filled the halls of the Royal Hall, with hasty, and irregular breaths they were all now gathered together in the Royal Hall.
The glazed look in the eyes, the dark circles in the eyes, the crooked stance, and the shabby clothes looked dirty, making them all look so messy.
It was as if their expressions had conveyed a sentence to each of them, unspoken. A feeling of tiredness, tiredness, lethargy, and all sorts of things have been mixed inside of them.
"Is everyone assembled?" The man wearing all white asked Cornelia who was now standing at the front of the line.
