After five long hours, the bright lights raining from the crack stopped abruptly. The sky trembled and hundreds of dark clouds gathered around the brightness. Wisps of black smoke puffed out from the crack and with a loud bang, it vanished within the smoky clouds.
Under the now clear sky, many loud cries echoed all around the realm but those voices got muffled due to the heavy air.
At that exact moment, the white illusionary old man appeared in the sky. His old thunderous voice sounded in the whole realm.
"Welcome new arrivals to the Lumbra Realm. The entry gate has closed that's why the treasure lands would open up now."
A heavy atmosphere enveloped the whole realm. Unlike the panicked new arrivals, the people from the dark race stopped in their actions. They stared at the sky with thrill and anticipation. After all, they were the ones who would grab all those treasures. These pathetic outsiders were just here to open the lands again.
