The slaves hid in their cages while shivering.
Amidst the rapid alarm blares, one Gold Practitioner after another started searching the island.
The corpses were moved out of the villa, covering the square.
The Gold Practitioners were dumbstruck.
"So many died?"
"Their heads were cut off with a clean strike..."
"How could it be? How could someone kill nearly 3,500 practitioners without making a sound? They even killed 17 Gold Practitioners! It is impossible!"
"Who is it?"
"How could he have killed so many people without making a sound right under our noses?!"
"Moreover, the protective shield is not broken! Wouldn't the shield stop him?"
"Impossible!"
