When Audis and Ivy, along with several other second-generation Bloodlines arrived, the civil unrest in Eric Town had not yet ended.
It was the second afternoon, nearing dusk, and the sun had already set behind the mountains.
Recker and the civilians he led were still fighting over Lord Marcos's convoy, trying to win a chance for survival in this winter.
But when they saw hundreds of Magic Language Bats surrounding the group of refugees, now reduced to 700 people,
Recker's joy at the imminent victory turned into the fear of being dragged into the abyss by demons.
Just one step further, and they could have won.
But now, everything had changed.
"We are the Holy Light Bloodline, put down your weapons.
Put down your weapons, and those who surrender will not be harmed. I repeat, put down your weapons."
A proud voice came from the sky, accompanied by giant bats flying everywhere, like devils whispering from the abyss.
