While Hao Ren was leaving White City with Lady Gloom to find the husky, in the southern part of the kingdom, a cloud of somberness was hanging over the high-ranking monk, Calaxus' head.
Calaxus and the Alpha were standing on the towering wall of Fort Raven.
Since Calaxus last visited the weakened smoke monster in the dungeon, he had been mentally disturbed.
Lily had never seen her adviser having such a gloomy and nervous look. Even when bringing a group of survivors boarding the hot air balloon of the beasts and later crash-landing in the Black Forest, Calaxus had never displayed such a grave expression. But now the monk looked as if the world was coming to an end.
Perhaps the world had already ended in his mind.
"What the hell is going on?" Lily asked curiously. "Has what the 'smoked meat' said yesterday terrified you?"