Time had moved back slightly, and the sky was only veiled with a thin layer of overcast, devoid of sunlight, but not particularly dark.
It was just somewhat oppressive, like the calm before a storm.
"This is the third stage of erosion, the harbinger that the Tide of Gray Mist is about to arrive, and most of the time it will be overcast."
Matissa spoke with expertise.
She was currently in the training base's foreign guests' training ground, her figure dancing gracefully with a Longsword in hand.
Training was secondary; her mind was filled with thoughts of food and clothing.
Well-fed, well-dressed, and comfortable in her environment, she led a truly satisfying life; yet when she saw the increasingly gloomy sky, with the Tide of Gray Mist on its way, she couldn't help but worry.
"You at Blue Star need to work hard to preserve your specialties! Save as much as you can!"
Shi Yunxi pressed her forehead, "You're worrying too much, even if you're worrying about the wrong things."
