Shortly after Wesley received the news, he promptly ordered the guards to increase security.
Slaves that went berserk were no longer a small issue.
Therefore, Wesley had no choice but to command Ethan to relay the information to the rest while he retreated to his main office to prepare.
In the main office, there was a communication tool that he could use to transmit messages.
'The slaves better not have consumed the Wrathbane Extract.' Wesley hoped silently. He would have much rather wished these slaves had gone berserk because of an ability or some other method. If it were truly the Wrathbane Extract, then the city of Velastra would be in danger.
A city where he spent all his energy and focus could not go into ruin!
Wesley refused to let anyone else destroy the very city he built.
While Wesley rushed to his main office to seek reinforcement, back at the main banquet, the crowd went numb from the alarming news.
"The slaves went berserk?"
