The playful circus music that was haunting everyone's ears suddenly disappeared.
There was an eerie silence in the air, and the pressure was almost suffocating.
The elves gathered in the streets and gulped one after another. They were certain that something was about to happen.
All the dancing clowns in the sky vanished like a mist that was blown away by the wind.
Alisa, the Elven Goddess, looked towards the starry sky with an uncomfortable expression. She saw something that no one else did, and it made her very hesitant to pursue the Clown any longer.
"Have fun~" The Clown smirked and ran out of the gate.
At that moment, Alisa turned her gaze towards the fleeting figure, and her smile grew. It wasn't a beautiful smile. Her facial muscles twitched, and the corners of her lips rose to her dimples.