The tense silence made everyone feel suffocated, as if the void itself had tightened around them and refused to loosen its grip.
Especially Remiel, who was bearing the heaviest pressure among them all. Transcendents… damn it, why did they arrive so early this time…
He silently cursed his terrible luck, his thoughts churning as the weight of the situation pressed down on his mind as much as on his body.
Logically speaking, the Transcendents should have taken much longer to arrive. There had been many cases in the past where, after the Gates of Heavens were opened, the Transcendents only appeared after several days had passed, sometimes even later depending on the circumstances.
After all, their numbers were extremely limited, and no one could ever predict in which corner of the vast starry sky the Gates would descend.
