While the Martial Sages led by Bodhisattva Maitreyi in West Panama dealt with beasts that were even harder to deal with than the quasi-Transcendent monsters of the Central Highlands of the Beast Domain, the Martial Sages of South West Panama gritted their teeth with grave severity.
Chills crawled across their skin as they awaited their convoy
The air boiled with raw danger.
The atmosphere grew electric with peril.
It wasn't for no reason.
Sage Sayfeel's expression grew ashen with horror as his eyes darkened with reckoning.
The mood was one of finality.
It wasn't for no reason.
He gazed at the commpad in his hand with a hardened expression, studying the horrifying satellite and radar feed of the final of the five convoys that converged upon the Panama Continent.
"…One million vessels set to arrive soon."
The other Martial Sages gritted their teeth as they could gazed at the size of the convoy as indicated in the satellite and radar feed.
