After Toby occupied the primary consciousness of the snake-bird's body, the changes in the outside world became remarkably apparent.
The black mist no longer surged, and it began to visibly thin at an astonishing pace. Within moments, more than half of the black mist had dissipated.
Not only that—
"The waves of negative emotions have also vanished," Greya muttered to herself. "Could it be..."
A hint of joy flashed in Greya's eyes. All these signs seemed to suggest that the tribulation had concluded?!
Unable to contain herself, Greya turned to look at Angel, seeking his opinion. However, when she glanced over, she found that Angel was frowning deeply, lost in thought.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Angel's somewhat grim expression, the excitement in Greya's heart felt like it had been doused with cold water. "Could it be that Toby has failed?"
