Wang Jian's eyes gleamed with a predatory glint as he surveyed the bustling marketplace. "Fire," he declared, his voice laced with a dangerous certainty, "will be our instrument of chaos. But a fire fueled by ordinary flames wouldn't do.:"
Thus, Wang Jian needed to exploit the Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Tribe's weakness. As a descendant of their bloodline, he possessed a crucial piece of information – their vulnerability to the Sacred and Solar attributes.
A sly smile played on his lips. He, unlike these "pure" Blue Moon Eclipse Devils, possessed both these attributes. A perfect advantage for the mayhem he envisioned.
With a flick of his wrist, Wang Jian shrouded them in the familiar comfort of darkness.
They were all then moved away from the bustling marketplace, seeking a secluded corner of the settlement.
