A blaring alarm echoed throughout the city.
"What… what's going on?"
Caldor came to an abrupt stop, frantically glancing about.
"Hey, it's not all in my head, right? There's really an alarm sounding?"
He finally turned towards his date, Nira, whose face had turned tense.
"…I can hear it too."
"Really? What the hell… sounds like it's coming from the whole city."
They were currently within the grand halls of the coliseum, and though he couldn't see the outside world, his sense was keen enough to tell that much.
"It could be something serious," Caldor muttered.
'I doubt it, though.'
Since Atticus became god, when has there ever been such a significant event involving the whole city? However, with the recent appearance of the voidlings, he couldn't just ignore the warning.
'Shit!'
Caldor couldn't help but curse. The date he'd painstakingly put in place was about to be ruined. Where would he get another chance like this again?
'There's no choice.'
He fixed his eyes on Nira.
