"Glub."
Mist, boundless white mist, blocked everyone's view of what lay beyond the barrier.
"It's too quiet."
For some reason, despite the silence, Abadun's hand gripping the Radiant Spear was sweating.
"Hmm."
Shuster too was unnerved by the silence, his scalp prickling: "It's been over 3 minutes."
For a full three minutes, there had been no sound from outside, everything hidden beneath the mist.
There were no roars from the sea monsters, and even the fish monsters and sea beasts that knew nothing of death seemed to have vanished without a trace.
"Are they really planning to attack?"
"Don't let your guard down."
Witches like Miya and Sheila rode brooms, while Fiona rode a Silver Wing Unicorn, all of them staring intently at the eastern barrier wall and the clearly visible rolling white fog.
The witches were high in the air, and about twenty meters above their heads was the top of the barrier.
"It's all white up there."