The players were still processing the ancient words when they were jolted awake by angry destruction omens let loose by nature.
Ztttt! Ztttt!! Zttttt!!!
A thunderous roar was accompanied by streaks of lightning. A stormy, bloody night awaits the players.
Void territory.
At the end of the ancient word. Mystica territory, which enjoyed the liberty of voyaging through the void, was forced out of the void. The cloak dome, which hides the territory when it surfaces, was temporarily withheld. Advertising the open void territory to the whole virtual universe. Close to her territory was a tiny territory owned by a frightening player. The player was yet to wrap his mind around the virtual horror of a spirit beast's tide. Then, this sudden action of a territory a thousand times bigger than his territory made the player wet his pants.