In the evening, Old Eggplant didn't play the game.
Normally at this time, he'd be toiling away in the Night Country, harvesting, or honing his swordsmanship, or playing cards with other players.
But today was different.
He glanced at the forum post with the most replies.
"The Demonic Tide is coming, and the Night Country is about to face its greatest crisis!"
The post was about the Demonic Tide. A few days ago, the Court Mage had sent news that the Demonic Tide would reach the Night Country within a few days, when the Blood Moon would rise, and the land would plunge into eternal darkness, swarming with Demonic Beasts that would destroy everything.
The players were also getting mobilized.
