God's Omen.
Sophie stood still, utterly astounded. She had never imagined that she would witness the birth of a Divine Oracle with her own eyes.
What, what's happening...?
And the seismic waves emanating from the Green Dragon Mountain Range swept across Fenris Isle like a chilling shadow.
Traveling south along the mountain's branches to the hilly areas near the bay, the dismayed manor lords watched as their wine racks began to rattle and their barrels rolled to the floor.
At the same time, the glassware in the cabinets and on the tables also started to dance, shattering on the ground like scattering butterflies.
But the shaking didn't stop there—
In fact, it only grew more intense, and with a long, low moan, a massive windmill on the horizon finally collapsed under the strain, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Everyone who saw this screamed and ran out of their homes in a frenzy.
This scene was far from uncommon at this moment.
