Elsewhere, Flogga was in her quarters, carefully brewing potions with the help of her assistant, Maya, when a massive explosion suddenly echoed in the distance, rattling the walls and causing several bottles on the shelves to clink against one another.
Her assistant was the first to react.
She quickly turned toward the entrance, and when she saw several goblins running past their quarters in a panic, her expression changed.
"Granny. I think the clan is under attack."
Flogga immediately rose to her feet, gripping the wooden staff she had made for herself as she slowly made her way toward the entrance. Her old legs weren't as reliable as they used to be, but the urgency in the voices outside was enough to push the pain from her mind.
The moment she stepped outside, she saw several goblins scampering through the settlement, desperately trying to get away from something they couldn't even see.
Their faces were filled with panic.
Then one of the goblins stumbled.
