Wang Yu Yan (23)

Thousands of miles away, Dong Lan who had just finished officiating the requiem mass for the deceased young nobles suddenly looked up at the sky. A messenger came and reported to him the ice walls in the neighboring domed city suddenly extended several thousand meters upward.

"Did all the human domed cities become enclosed in that wall?" He asked with a frown. 

"No… Halfway at most, separating territories belonging to the north and south. Those deep into the fae territories are the ones almost enclosed."

"Let me take a look at the map." 

The Pontiff stopped in the hallway and observed the projected image. He disliked the ominous feeling he was getting since he knew there was a reason for it.

Unfortunately, he was not given any more time to ponder. Several city names popped up on his own screen, projected by the gem-like device embedded at the back of his hand.