Souta's entire body trembled.
Cold sweat formed across his forehead.
Souta stared at his own hand in disbelief.
He couldn't describe the sensation he was experiencing.
Yet, despite everything...
He felt a strange sense of familiarity.
"The calamity..."
Souta muttered to himself.
Saya had closed the door to completely prevent the calamity from ravaging the Land of Fire Light.
If she hadn't done so, who knew what would have happened?
"I have to plan this carefully... I can't let God's Will know about this either."
If the calamity managed to break through the door, the entire Land of Fire Light would once again be in danger.
Souta needed to gather the Formation Masters of the Depths of Banquet and have them examine the Ancient Formation that was supposed to cleanse the calamity.
If the Ancient Formation was still functioning, he could finally put his mind at ease.
But if it wasn't...
He would have to prepare for the worst.
"It should still be working..."
