A serene and tranquil atmosphere filled with beautiful melodies in the club was suddenly disrupted by a piercing alarm, accompanied by cries of horror and distress.
The intricately carved white marble relief sculptures were pockmarked, and the elven statues in the fountain lay shattered, leaving only fragmented feet. The meticulously tended flora and fauna seemed ravaged, as if swept away by a storm.
"Enemy attack!"
"Quick, stop this monster! Don't let it harm the nobles inside!"
The defending elven soldiers rushed forward in formation, but with a casual wave, the shadowy figure enveloped in black mist sent them flying, crashing heavily into the walls.
This creature was highly focused, breaking through each layer of defense and charging straight towards the interior of the club. No elven soldier could impede its advance; even a rare-tier hero who heard the commotion and rushed over nearby was swatted away like a ball.
