The night remained as dark as ever, especially considering the gloomy events that had not too long occurred with an obscure street. At this moment, the mist had long since faded, and corpses of fallen warriors were no were to be seen; even the blood was non-existent.
Currently, a group of individuals was standing at the corner, gazing towards the location the fight had occurred. These people wore dark robes with odd helmets that covered their faces.
Suddenly, one of them looked at the person on their right and spoke, "It would seem that they're stronger than those Upper Elder's had anticipated, huhu… they should have just left it to our unit instead of sending a lowly crew to hand such affairs."
