The lady known as Orphis wore a look of perplexity, her delicate features creased with concern. Her voice, though suppressed, carried an urgency that could not be hidden. "How long ago did it occur? Have you ventured near its periphery yet? What is its Nascent Growth stage?"
The handsome young man before her, his presence sharp and unyielding like the edge of a blade, responded curtly, his tone unwavering and cold. "It transpired just a few days ago, in the northern reaches of the continent. We at the Mystic Sword Sect only discovered it recently. Our current estimation is that the Nascent Soul stage will reach its zenith within the next month."
Orphis stood motionless for several moments, her expression unreadable as she absorbed this information. Without uttering another word, she turned, her long, flowing robes trailing behind her like the mist of dawn, and swiftly soared towards Sky Mist City.
