The next morning, Raylo was woken up by a cacophony of noise.
Outside the tent, the neighing of nearly two hundred Pegasi rose and fell, clear and piercing, occasionally mixed with the high-pitched, sharp screeches of a few Griffins, like metal striking stone.
Raylo rose, pushed aside the heavy tent flap, and the morning light flooded in.
[Daily Intelligence Update]
[1: Three days from now, the Abyssal Sect Bishop, "Withered Hand" Sars, will initiate an Abyssal ritual in the Royal City, successfully sacrificing the flesh and blood of a thousand people to summon the Domain Level Magical Beasts Two-headed Abomination and Plague Horror Demon. The Royal Palace Guard will be thrown into chaos. Malthus, using believers hidden within the Royal Palace, will break into the palace's core and severely wound the King of Fiery Sun. The King's fate is unknown, and the Royal City has been completely locked down.]
