Look, the sky is red

Sett raised both of his arms. "Wait!" he shouted.

Egrith came to a halt. 

Sett took a deep breath. "I don't think you should be concerned about me right now. Your world is in danger."

Both the Pharaoh and Egrith frowned. 

The Pharaoh, especially, became incredibly concerned. After all—so many foreigners had appeared in their world. What was going to happen to his world? Were they destined to live and die in this small place?

Before this event, the Pharaoh had been determined to spend his life inside his palace, but now, the same opulent palace as before looked like a cage.

Sett's arm swept toward the horizon, his finger pointing like an arrow. The palace stood stark against the sky, its silhouette jagged and imposing. The Pharaoh and Egrith turned, their faces hardening as they followed Sett's gesture. But as their eyes adjusted to the scene, their expressions shifted—first to confusion, then to dawning horror.