Silence.
Deadly silence.
Grave silence.
This was what everyone inside Horn Lizard Town felt at this very moment.
The entire town seemed to have fallen into a strange stillness.
Even behind their closed doors, they could all feel the thick stench of blood suffocating their lungs.
The metallic scent seeped through every crack and window.
Every breath felt as though they were inhaling fresh, potent blood. The nauseating smell lingered in the air without showing any sign of fading.
Many shivered, and many found it difficult to breathe properly.
Some instinctively covered their mouths and noses, hoping to block out the overwhelming stench.
Under the thick, bloody atmosphere, whispers vanished, and those watching the scene on the street shut their eyes for a couple of minutes.
Even then, the horrifying images remained vividly imprinted in their minds.
On the street, the brown muddy road was long gone, and in its place was a road flowing with crimson liquid.
