Chapter 75: Crimson Rain

The Hall of Convergence was repeatedly shaken by the ensuing battle and storm that took place miles above it. Tirana, Alicia and Saracenia, along with the rest of maids and butlers of Calendula Residence were evacuated here. They could only look around for any cracks or falling dusts from the ceiling that could indicate any chance of them being buried alive soon.

"This is awful, oh my gosh," Alicia said. She kept ducking for every quake happening.

"It'll be alright, Mrs. Sykes," Tirana said. "Let's just hope for the best for everyone."

Tirana put on a brave face saying this but deep down, she was terrified. She held her Mist Lotus spear tighter than she should. Her toes clutched on the soles of her combat boots, desperate to clung for balance. Myriad of potion glass bottles in her leather sling bag clanked as Tirana rocked by the earth.

"Yes, please don't worry," Saracenia said. "Out of 326 recorded earthquakes, only 15 of them that cause major damage that warrants renovation."