Selma Payne's POV:
As time passed and the water level gradually increased, people's emotions became more and more agitated. Parents held their young children in their arms and cried, and the dazed children in the crowd were silent.
Even the 'big shots' could not escape the fear of death. Some gathered a few 'messengers' and found the Great Elder, asking me to immediately 'release' the bubbles around the Elven Capital City.
However, once the bubble was lifted, the people would rush to the city gate like crazy. One could imagine a tragedy that no one wanted to see would happen.
But was I going to wait here and let time pass? It was either being stomped to death or drowned to death.
"How long will it take to move a portion of the people to the other gates at the fastest speed?" I asked the Grand Elder.
