Chapter 336 The Reader of Time
Saint Camp, Two Days After the Chrono Sentinel Incident
End of the Chaos Era, Year 990
The dawn breeze carried the poignant scent of iron and damp earth, serving as a haunting reminder of the fierce battle that had just transpired. Fog hung low over the field of ruins, shrouding the fragmented memories of a once vibrant past.
and casting a dark shadow over every step taken. The remaining refugees began to stir: repairing tents, burning dead wood, and tending to their wounds. Yet a soft sound emerged, veiled by the tension lingering in the air, like whispers from a lost world reminding them of their vanished homes and hopes, echoing their collective despair.
Yet Sheena understood that beneath these routines, everyone harbored an underlying fear.
The Fear of Time Fractured.
In the midst of unspoken panic, her heartbeat quickened, echoing like the booming of a great clock counting down the final seconds towards doom. And now, that fear manifested in a tangible form — the Chrono Sentinel, signaling the presence of Chronos' will, ominous and conspicuous in the oppressive silence.
In the main tent, the Saints gathered, their faces dim, like shadows carved upon ancient canvas.
Aphrodite, Cosmo, Erina, Crystal, Sofia... and now, Sheena sat among them, feeling the weight of every pair of eyes fixed upon her. No longer a guest.
Though unspoken, whispers of distorted time echoed among them, an unavoidable threat that transcended words and infiltrated the minds of every bearer of fate.
Cosmo opened the meeting. The thunderous sounds from outside the tent created a tense atmosphere, as if nature itself was aware of the lurking danger. As dark clouds filled the sky, chilling shadows crossed the minds of all present, thickening the tension with an unspoken dread. "We all witnessed yesterday. Time around us is beginning to shift," he declared, his voice steady yet heavy.