Outside the mansion, amidst the mountain path that went downhill into the core of the city, Davis and the others suddenly came to a stop.
They saw a man clad in a robe that blended hues of celestial blue and pure white, exuding a welcoming and affable aura that drew people in effortlessly. Behind him, there was an array of Ancestors from both alliances who stood behind him to protect him.
Nonetheless, his midnight blue robes were accented with delicate patterns that seemed to shimmer when caught in the light, adding an otherworldly charm to his attire. His demeanor was approachable, emanating a warmth that instantly put others at ease.
His hands were raised and cupped, "Young heroes of the Aurora Cloud Gate, I heard you were both Anarchic Divergents. Is that true?"
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