Everything made sense now.
Why would a city that had always stood strong against the tides of monsters suddenly find itself struggling, barely holding on?
Why would monsters, once predictable in their patterns, suddenly grow more powerful, more aggressive, more relentless?
Demonic energy.
The oppressive air around the barrier, the strange behavior of the monsters, the sudden surge in their strength—it all pointed to one undeniable conclusion.
In the novel, this arc had always been shrouded in mystery. The information was frustratingly vague, with no clear explanation of the events that transpired behind the scenes.
There were hints—fragments of information about the fall of the city, whispers of strange occurrences in the forests, and brief mentions of an unknown force corrupting the land.
