Clang, clang. The magic steam train ran quickly on the railway, and the beautiful view out of the windows moved backwards equally fast, dazzling Nodanielle, an elven girl who had never taken such a vehicle before.
Wu! Wu! Wu! The siren echoed, and the magic steam train came to a stop.
"What happened?" Although it was the first time that Nodanielle had been on a magic steam strain, she had a basic understanding about the train as a girl who enjoyed listening to Arcana Voice. She knew that not stopping at railway stations usually meant accidents.
Iristine had been to the Congress of Magic a few times before. She immediately sensed the anomaly. Therefore, she cast a spell to her eyes and looked at the edge of the forest far away.
In the narrow area between the forest and the railway, hordes of crazy wildlife were attacking the human beings on the opposite side.
