As the murmurs of the crowd continued to ripple through the stands of Aetherion's Grand Heaven arena, the air suddenly shifted. The ambient chatter fell to a murmur, and all eyes turned toward the grand entrance. The moment had arrived—the first of the six clans was about to make their entrance.
A gentle mist rolled into the arena, carrying with it an almost ethereal presence. It glistened under the sunlight, like a soft drizzle on a spring morning, and out of that shimmering veil emerged the first of the six: the Teardrop Clan.
