Joshua was not sure how the others reacted… since he himself had felt a chill that cut into his bone and a shudder in his body back when he first made that conclusion.
Therefore, at present, the warrior patiently waited for everyone's reaction.
He simply wanted to know how his friends and his comrades would actually react to the information—reactions would suffice, and it was acceptable even if they complained why he would tell them about such unsettling and despairing news.
As long as they did not throw their hands up in the absence of hope, it meant there was no grounds for an overturning.
But unlike what Joshua imagined, he quickly got his answer.
As dimensional ripples flickered, Nostradamus appeared before Joshua with a sour face, 'I'm not happy' virtually written on his face.
"You bastard!"
