It was completely outside the tower's expectations. Although it had indeed known about the devastating power of Alan's martial arts since the time he had dueled Elijah and showed it off, even it had not expected this.
And the people did not even have the ability to process it.
Like an eternal blizzard, the sheer cold that had been manifested froze the entire floor, the sea's and whatever was underneath was not left untouched. All had frost on them, whether it was small or big, who cared?
Instead of feeling an ethereal chill, the survivors on the small piece of land instead felt warmth. They could not comprehend this, how could the frost be warm?
Indeed, it was not supposed to be like this, so how? They questioned, but it was a question left unanswered. However...
