As the song came, amidst the smoke, in the viewing area where Her Majesty the Queen was seated.
Lancelot immediately pulled Her Majesty the Queen back from the edge of the viewing platform and quickly took out a handkerchief, wetting it with red wine.
"Cover your mouth and nose... better than nothing," Lancelot said quickly, then rushed out the door—only to almost immediately close the door again and return to Her Majesty the Queen's side.
"Outside?" Her Majesty the Queen wasn't overly panicked but quickly asked.
"Everyone has been knocked to the ground," Lancelot said, frowning as she subconsciously brushed her hand across her chest... checking the condition of the Holy Armor's recovery.
Not fully restored yet... only basic combat power at best.
She walked towards the platform again, seeing that the entire venue was already covered by the thick smoke... faintly, one could hear the high-pitched singing amidst the smoke.
At the same time... the mobile phone signal was jammed.
