Strange calls echoed from unseen creatures, and a flock of colorful birds burst from a nearby forest, scattering like jewels across the sky. The air felt alive, charged with the raw energy of a world untouched by order.
Asta gripped the wall's edge, heart racing, as the group stared in awe. ''Where are we? This looks like a place from those books Father used to read us,'' he commented.
''It's a lost world,'' Asha replied as a roar echoed out. ''Those monsters sound strong, their roars cause my chest to shake. We should explore the bottom to see what it is like.''
''Will the White Devil kick us out if we're found up here? And what about this Mana Storm, it could get bad?'' Rev questioned the group.
''Father says the emperor is kind,'' Asta replied. ''I saw Leader Benson talking about how he brought all the poor people to this place and built everything so we could survive, but to answer your question, the storm can't get any worse.''
