The descent of the steam cloud threw the village's inhabitants into chaos. From young children to the elderly, panic spread like wildfire due to the sudden drop in temperature. The group of soldiers training in the combat field were no different from the general populous. Unfortunately, the lack of intelligence presented by their tiny reptilian brains only allowed for select few thought processes. Currently, they were all in fear of what appeared to be an omen from the angry Dragon God.
Standing atop the Shaman's dwelling, Brance watched as hundreds of Kobolds simultaneously stopped what they were doing and collapsed to their knees in prayer. Beside him, Gabby tried her best not to lose control of herself. Fear gripped her heart, and she could not shake the sight of her beloved brother being stabbed violently then collapsing. The only thing allowing her to keep her sanity was Brance's firm grip on her hand and the thoughts that Cynrik wouldn't let Benny die on his watch.