Mist reached out, her fingers grasping at nothing but air. The rage in her eyes was unmistakable to everyone who saw her. Her roar echoed through the entire arena and reverberated across the continent, her aura shooting straight into the sky.
The people across the continent felt as though a monster had descended from the heavens. Even the leaders of the nations in the Western Continent felt the suffocating sensation.
The professors around Mist remained silent, well aware of the danger in provoking her wrath at a time like this. They watched her leave, disappearing into the unknown, seemingly to find her daughter.
Even after Mist left, the people did not feel relieved. The entire day had been overwhelming. First, someone with the abilities of the first hero had appeared. Then, the Devourer had shown up, and now Mist's daughter had been kidnapped?
