Chapter 94: Set the array-kill!

The forests of Cerva Peak lay shrouded in mist. Clouds rolled and thickened until they blotted out the blazing sun overhead. Mist Mountain plunged into sudden shade; an autumn wind sifted through the leaves with a dry whisper, brushing necks with a chill. People noticed something wrong and looked up. The Hankins family saw the fog thickening, swallowing the sky. The Mabre family's ancient martial artists sensed something like an array stirring above them; the air and mist were being roused and guided....