While Skyfall City silently fell, its entire region now covered by dense, poisonous miasma, completely uninhabitable, the rest of the world finally caught up to the new developments, and a massive outrage followed.
The outrage was volcanic. Forums exploded. Newsfeeds broke. Streamers screamed into their microphones. Reaction videos were made faster than Skyfall's NPCs were dying. Every major guild across the continent was thrown into full-blown crisis mode.
It seemed impossible for a single person to control the entire game using poison, but that was exactly what Damon was doing.
And there was nothing anyone could do about it.
All of a sudden, alchemists became highly sought after, and guilds were recruiting alchemists left and right, sparing no expense for their development.
Alchemists became more valuable than S-rank tanks, more sought after than legendary weapon crafters. Guilds were throwing mountains of gold at anyone who could even pretend to know what an antidote was.
