The haze cast by the explosion began to clear slowly.
All eyes were on the place where they had fired their torpedoes.
It felt like their eyes were glued to the area by some divine power.
The students were just that curious about whatever lay beyond their sight, yet had made Silas prompt all of them to fire their torpedoes.
In his compartment, Silas's eyes were fixed on the place where all the torpedoes had been fired, the place that held the void venerate.
"What is going on?" Sylvester asked, eyes still glued to the venerate's position.
"What do you think?" Silas asked, ignoring Sylvester and turning towards Asher.
Asher furrowed his brows.
He did not reply to Silas immediately.
After a few seconds, he spoke.
His tone was grim and fearful.
"Call Lord Levi."
Silas's eyes widened as he finally grasped the situation they were in.
"Rion, can you call Lord Levi?" Silas asked quickly.
