Annette's eyes widened as she processed Helena's words, her mind racing with the implications.
"An avalanche of monsters?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sounds of battle raging nearby. "How is that possible?"
Helena's grip tightened on her black staff, her knuckles turning white.
"I don't know what exactly is going on, but the Saintess said this isn't just a simple rift – it's a collapse of the very fabric that separates our reality from something else."
As if to punctuate her words, a deafening roar echoed from beyond the widening crack in the sky.
The sound sent shivers down the spines of all who heard it, a primal fear taking root in their hearts.
Annette's hand instinctively folded into a tight fist. "We need to warn the others. If what you're saying is true, we're about to face a threat far greater than our current squabbles."
