"With the blessings of our almighty lord, Chaos, we have seized this moment!" boomed one of the crimson mages, their voice thunderous and commanding. "His might has immobilized the portals for a mere five minutes - a fleeting span, yet ample to lay waste to the empire's sprouting seeds.
"Worshippers of Death and Chaos, Leave none of them standing!"
"Prove your worth to the ones you serve by killing the young ones of the empire and feasting on their tender flesh!"
A formidable aura pulsed from them, resonating with the formidable strength of high-level aura masters and mages. The raw power they emanated was so intense it sent a wave of unease through their targets. Those who sensed their power trembled, apprehension gnawing at their hearts.
"How are we going to survive against such bastards?"
"The portals aren't working. We can't run away. We are trapped in this place with them."
"Holy shit! We are fucked!"
"Oh, Sun, please protect your believers!"
