Cairith had become a land of ice and snow… or so it seemed. If one looked closely, the ice wasn't actually ice at all, but rather a beautiful, reflective glass.
The once bustling city seemed more empty than not now, buildings had collapsed, and a grey hue hung from the skies.
At the center of the city, Sylas could see a complex structure of crystals that seemed like a pyramid formed out of slanted pillars of glass. It looked like it had come right out of a comic book.
'This feeling… the glass monkey?'
Sylas' gaze flashed as he felt that he understood what was happening here. He had just made the assumption that the Glass Monkey would be killed by the Africor Continent's experts eventually. He didn't think that they would somehow allow their capital to be overrun like this by a single beast.
What could have possibly happened?
