"Prophet Velvet will make the speech in the courtyard of the government building! Please come there!" A man in a blue and silver official Ascaind uniform was walking around the city, making announcements. He was escorted by several soldiers. "She will address last night's disaster and talk about the future of this country!"
The refugees gathered on the street exchanged glances. Some followed the official's words to go to the government building, some remained silent because they were injured or too tired, and some approached the country's officials. The soldiers immediately moved to block them from coming to the announcer.
"Is the prophet going to help us, Sir!?" one of the men asked frantically.
"Has she defeated that dragon!?" Another man joined in.
Meanwhile, a woman was crying. "Please, can I ask the prophet to help find my missing son?"