"Crazy town, right?" Kion heard a voice join him on the balcony.
"I now see why you ran away." He turned, facing Lila. "Dealing with this must have been horrible."
Lila turned to the horizon. "Oh this?" She gestured at the thick mist surrounding the bay, "this was just a recent development."
Her eyes glossed over the sunset, their rose-tinted glow a sharp contrast to the light of the sun.
"They've always been like this, you know. If anything, it's the attacks that are keeping them at bay. I'm talking about the townsfolk by the way."
"Oh." Kion exclaimed. He had never had a good perspective of the residents of Port Tabara but the little interactions he'd had recently held a broken kind of tension within them, like the people were about to snap all at once and lose their minds.
He had thought it an indirect consequence of the Greitor attack, but it seemed that that was how they'd always been.
Monsters.
