Bab 112: Laying Out The Pieces

"What is even going on anymore?"

That sinking feeling in my chest, it felt like a billion gazillion thoughts just thundered down my head like heavy raindrops in a blistering storm. Never realized how quickly something could spiral from a zero to a hundred real quick.

Barely ten minutes ago I was taking my last sip, sitting quietly, keeping to myself wondering eternally in the back of my mind if everything would turn out okay after this. 

Things were definitely not okay.

Not for England. Not for Russia. Not for Japan. And certainly not for America.

Blightfall just went global.

I looked into the faces and eyes of my dearest companions closest to me, and both mirrored back that same ghastly look, that same sense of deep unsettlement I felt coursing through me. 

Even Adalia wasn't spared a little look of concern. Barely there, but the shock in her misty faraway gaze wasn't something you could mistake for anything else.