Standing on the land of Toril, the Black Robe now appeared as a courteous and normal Archmage. Although his shocking entrance did not garner much attention, he calmly waited for those in the round hall to regain their senses.
"Mr. Halaster, long time no see," Dove was the first to snap back to reality... Even though she held resentment towards the Black Staff, he was, after all, her former brother-in-law, so she wasn't too deeply regretful.
"You... blew things up too cleanly, didn't you? Black Robe?" Xinbu looked around... Now, only the ground of the round hall remained.
The outside situation surprised even the Storm Queen.
She had seen the devastation wrought by earthquakes many times... but the current state of Deepwater City almost rivaled the incinerated Neverwinter City.
Of course, the Temple atop Neverwinter City was also burned down... After all, it was Abyssal fire, and without a Chosen presiding over it, naturally, the Temple couldn't withstand it.
