Central Region…
When the Verdantborn and Glamourkin High Elders returned from the Netherveil Range and reported what had happened, both Patriarchs felt a chill run down their spines. They immediately contacted the other pinnacle races and called an emergency meeting.
Inside the Grand Hall of the Celestials…
"That's everything we know. Does everyone understand the situation?" The Verdantborn Patriarch had just finished recounting the entire incident.
The other Patriarchs reacted in very different ways.
"You're saying the Netherfang Tiger was already dead when your people arrived, and its body had been torn apart?" one asked.
"That's right."
"And you suspect those humans?"
"We do. They're the only possible culprits.
"No more than an hour passed between receiving the final messages from our people and our High Elders reaching the Netherveil Range. To kill the Netherfang Tiger and tear its body apart in such a short time, the attacker would have to be at least Tier 44."
