While Cain watched the blacksmiths work on their higher grade attempts to implement the method that he had shown them, things were taking a strange turn on the Eastern Continent. So far they had only seen a few Mythic Beasts, nothing that the armies of the cities couldn't deal with, at least those cities that still stood after the initial chaos, but midnight had just passed in Port Nefheim, the last location on the Continent to see the day change, and something was most definitely off.
The beasts in this area had always been either Fae or more primordial, with a heavy bias toward Dinosaurs and otherwise extinct species. But for some reason, that wasn't true this morning. They were under attack by humans. Crazy stupid humans no less.
They had killed most of the attackers before they realized how weak they were, but Neffie had stopped to capture some of them, for curiosity's sake.