There was no grogginess or sleepy confusion in them.
The moment the violent red light hit her eyes, She immediately threw the thick silk blankets off her legs with her bare feet hitting the hardwood floor.
"A Class-S perimeter breach…" Astrid whispered with her breath catching in her throat.
The red wards didn't trigger for a stray goblin or a minor localized dungeon break.
The red wards only triggered when the absolute structural integrity of the town itself was facing an existential apocalyptic threat.
Astrid didn't bother changing out of her thin white nightgown.
She forcefully channeled her twilight mana into her right hand.
The air rippled and her imposing high-tier magical staff materialized directly into her grip from her spatial storage.
She threw a heavy, dark coat over her shoulders and sprinted toward the door.
Down the hall, in the master guest suite, the luxurious tranquility had been violently murdered.
