Everyone quickly advanced towards the center of the clan. A dense Yin Qi, saturated with a dark aura mixed with infernal laws, permeated the surroundings with every step, creating a suffocating sensation. When they encountered an imposing structure, Alm and Bruno felt intrigued. It resembled a circular Roman arena from Earth, but entirely made of black and dense stones.
As they crossed the grand gates, the sound of powers colliding violently echoed, enveloping the atmosphere in a symphony of conflict. A crowd of mixed-blood demons in the stands buzzed with excitement, watching a bloody battle unfold in the center. However, everything seemed near the end; the arena was covered in blood and debris that once were bodies, and only one figure remained visible.
"Mistress!" Runula exclaimed nervously, fixing her gaze on the center of the arena.
