A great tremor began to appear in the Alliance City, the buildings began to crack, and protective spells began to emerge and repair the damage caused by the quakes.
A great shadow began to appear in the sky over the arena, seconds later a large portal emerges and ten people appear. Each of them was wearing a black cloak that completely covered their bodies.
The older generation had solemn faces as they watched that group of people, the aura they felt was heavy and frightening.
"I apologize for our intrusion, but we would like to get everyone's attention." One person stepped forward and spoke, his voice hoarse and aged.
Everyone was looking at the group with cautious eyes and solemn faces. Some knew who these people were, while others did not. But one thing was certain, they did not come with good intentions.
"What do you want?" A group of elders appeared, each of them had a different symbol on their clothes, the leader in the front asked in a heavy voice.
