In the calm neighborhood found near the coastline of the island country, a large number of priests were currently gathering altogether as if they were preparing for war. Well, a war wasn't a farce anymore. Especially in the current circumstances, the Jungin Clan found themselves. A fate of inevitable extermination.
Deep within the spoken neighborhood was the headquarters of the Jungin Clan, a relatively large ancient manor. On the manor was another meeting between the elders and the strongest of the clan. Well, to consider it a meeting was far fetch, as it was nothing more than an argument.
"You bastards! Look what you have done. You have put the Jungin Clan in great peril." An elder shouted angrily toward one of the strongest priests in the Jungin Clan. The priest hearing the elder's words clenched his fist and responded. "Don't act like you don't have anything to do with it."
"Quit acting like that. You're making yourself look like a hypocrite."
