"It is too late now. This world has only a few more months left before it becomes fully attuned with nether. Perhaps you can request that fairy to open a teleportation portal to one of the other lower realms to move the people safely. Right now, that is your only hope."
Liam remained eerily still for a moment as if he was letting the words of the woman thoroughly sink into him. As the seconds silently ticked by, his head tilted down, staring at the ground.
Then, unexpectedly, a burst of maniacal laughter resounded loudly. Liam threw his head back and started laughing, his laughter a blend of bitterness and madness. It was a laugh that carried the weight of despair, laughter that revealed a mind teetering on the edge of sanity.
The draconic princess watched him, her eyes widening with a mixture of concern. "What… happened…"
Ba ha ha ha! Ba ha ha ha! Liam laughed again.
