Devon heaved a deep breath, he pretty much had a clue as to why he was the only one who was denied back the access to his power. It surely had one or two things to do with his devil bloodline.
With all eyes staring at him as though they couldn't wait to shred him into pieces, Devon held onto the red sword even tighter. He knew about the danger this place had and with his bloodline included, he was going to be dealing with ten times the difficulty of what the others would encounter.
A few meters away from the area where Devon and the others were, a beam of light suddenly flashed towards that area. Followed by the beam of light were twenty animal statues, each statue brimming with a very distinct aura.
"They are only twenty slots left, which means out of all of us here, only twenty people would advance to the next tide." This time around, the voice which just sounded belonged to a woman.
