The Disaster That Was Wrought In Sloria [Part 2]

Northern stopped abruptly a couple of meters away from the main crowd, the distance between him and them was parted by a broken bridge that arched over a sewage tunnel.

He came down from Mr. Fluffy and patted the wolf.

"You wait here, let me see what's happening."

The presence that he had initially sensed, he thought the person was fighting. It only made sense that they were.

But now that he was closer, he couldn't hear any clashing of metal against metal, there were no signs of any hardened struggle within the crowd.

Even if there truly was and he had missed something, then it was impossible for the crowd to be gathered like that around.

Northern trekked forward, jumping on the handle of the broken bridge and carefully treading its path to the other side.

Eventually, he reached the crowd and carefully observed from behind.

He wasn't that proud of his sense of sound but he could hear enough from this distance.