The Emperor and his sister swiftly dressed themselves and hurried to the windows, where they witnessed the unfolding chaos near the Palace.
The sounds of battle reverberated through the air as they observed the Royal Army's pureblood warriors being attacked by an unknown assailant.
To their surprise, both the pureblood warriors and the attacker possessed the ability to heal their wounds with ease, leading the Emperor to believe that the assailant was also a pureblood.
"Who would have the audacity to attack us?" the Emperor pondered aloud, frustration evident in his voice. Throughout history, the Royal Capital had never been subjected to such an assault. They were the true rulers of the land.
Equally concerned, his sister replied, "It matters not who they are. If they thought they could succeed with the help of a single person, they are sorely mistaken."
