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Dozens of the players in black stood in the circle, their masks gleaming under the lights of pyres burning around them. They were back in the cave that was once their main base.
"I knew it. It was the best choice to join the dragon!" One of them stood up and raised his gloved hand above his head.
He saw all the players panicking all over the forum, no, not just players. The fear of interdimensional war spread through their entire society, from the poorest to the richest. The feeling of uncertainty perpetrated their everyday lives, like during the cold war.
He and his faction were the only ones who didn't fear the war, as they had a powerful backer that explicitly guaranteed their safety.
But that brought its own problems. No one knew on what side they stood, even themself.
"If the war really comes... and the dragon orders us to fight against our world..."
