Thinking it over, Howard noticed an issue in Nula's explanation, or rather, something that hadn't been clarified yet.
"How do you plan to deal with that cause? What exactly is the cause of the monster tide? A person? A ritual?" Howard had seen his fair share of troubles.
Usually, such scenarios hid some conspiracy or scheme.
Whether it's a cult conducting secretive experiments, a mad scientist creating artificial beasts, or the moment for an ambitious person to emerge, aiming to overthrow Rodel for independence or something along those lines.
He had experienced too many such troublesome events.
"It's sort of a ritual," Nula spoke vaguely, concerned that Howard might refuse to accompany her if he knew the details.
"Anyway, you'll understand once you come with me. I need your help."
"But I'm like this, big sister!" Howard gestured towards his blood-stained clothes.
