The tranquility of the island was shattered as an ominous invasion unfolded, orchestrated by none other than the notorious Crimson Valley—a group infamous for their relentless pursuit of personal gains, often at the expense of others.
As the island grappled with the sudden onslaught, its inhabitants found themselves thrust into a perilous situation, contending with a formidable adversary driven solely by self-interest and a thirst for power.
The abrupt onslaught by this mysterious group left the elders in a state of profound fright. Their auras, typically attuned to perceiving specific energies and harmonies, were ill-suited for direct engagement in physical confrontations. The very essence of their formidable auras, refined through years of understanding and interpretation, now seemed inadequate against the tangible threat that loomed before them.
