"This is..." The middle-aged man's face was overtaken by shock. The way those beasts had died was far too horrifying; their bodies had silently withered away, as if some force had drained them of their flesh, blood, and vitality.
"Could it be this gray mist?" The middle-aged man suddenly grew alert, his expression grim beyond words.
The speed at which the gray mist spread wasn't rapid, but it approached the city incessantly. In less than four hours, it would likely reach and engulf the entire city.
"City...City Lord! It seems those beasts all died because of this gray mist," one of the soldiers by his side stammered, their voices trembling with fear as everyone turned their anxious eyes to the middle-aged man, awaiting his decision.
