Burururu------
The sound of thunder reverberated across the night sky as the cold rain loudly buffeted the ground.
It felt like this entire world was being drowned by water.
Two people were simply standing next to the pile of corpses as they silently waited.
One of them donned a full set of golden armor with a bright red cloak, his body continuously emanating with a terrific presence.
Unfortunately, he wore a mask so nobody could discern his true face.
The sharp sound of chirping birds could be heard from a distance.
"They're coming------ you should retreat first, the matter we're going to discuss isn't one that you can listen in on" the leader said with a solemn tone.
"Yes sir" the man's servant bowed respectfully and began to run into the distance.
A few moments later.
A huge gust of wind blew over the corpses.
