The tense atmosphere grew even tenser than before.
What important information?
Was it going to be a Demon Clan raid?
Was it going to be a Beast Tide?
Those were the two main things being discussed as possibilities as Mikhail listened in on the surrounding crowd, with all of their combined hushed whispers sounding like a tumultuous debate.
"Say, Roscoe, why isn't anyone asking if it's going to be about the Days of Destruction?" Mikhail asked, turning to the most powerful individual close to him.
"You kidding me, Mickey? Even a baby would know whether or not the Days of Destruction were coming."
Mikhail raised an eyebrow, silently asking how that worked.
"When the Days of Destruction kick off, a black cloud forms over The Tower," Roscoe said while pointing behind himself with his thumb.
Mikhail turned around, gazing upwards towards the top of the black tower in the distance.
Nothing.
