In the vastness of the field at that moment, Midas found himself facing a critical situation. This was a situation so bad that it could threaten the lives and livelihoods of others around them and that was a situation Midas did not like to see,
Thinking back, this Golden Ball did not seem any different from the previous one. It had descended from heaven in an easy-going manner and then it had exploded on the scene.
It was just the way it had exploded that was different.
If the last ball was a harbinger of stagnation, this ball was a harbinger of chaos. Unlike its predecessor, the enigmatic orb triggered an explosion, catapulting the Chosen who were too close to it into space, their bodies tossed in various directions.
Pure Chaos!