Morning sun rays were sparkling over the city full of people when the dark lords struck again. They like to create trouble for the commoners, especially in the area where there would be a mass of people with magical powers running through their veins.
These attacks would mostly involve a few low-grade dark lords who would kidnap the people with magical powers and then ruthlessly suck away all the power in their bodies to become powerful, turning them dead within a matter of a few seconds.
This was truly a terrible way to die. It's similar to how your blood is sucked away when you are alive and die a slow, painful death.
So all the low-level outer servants would gather around and attack the righteous faction now and then. Today was also one of those days when those dark lords flew past the air, jumping over the terrace of several buildings using their magical powers.
They finally caught a target.
