Suddenly, the air changed.
The atmosphere shifted.
The beast tides, galvanized and energized by not just their overwhelming numbers but also the Abyssal Dragon's emergence, suddenly grew quiet. The maddened primal aggression that had flared in their eyes suddenly dimmed.
In its place emerged a primordial fear.
The fear ingrained in their blood.
In their bones.
Every ounce of it screamed to them not to enter this hellhole of a place.
They froze where they stood as their body leaned away as if struggling to run away.
And yet, they couldn't.
Even if they wanted to, they couldn't.
Orders were absolute.
A once aggressive frenzy of a rampage had been reduced to a cautious and fearful approach.
It was unlike anything Rui had ever seen the beast tides act like. Even in the face of the Kandrian Empire, they gallantly ran to their deaths without fear. And yet, before the hellhole that was the Gu, they experience paralyzing fear.
He didn't blame them.
