Ten golden streaks pierced through the Yin and the Void of the underworld at an astonishing speed. They belonged to the Queen's untouchable elite, some of the strongest among the immortal heroes.
All of them had been given emergency orders and had even burned valuable resources to move as fast as possible. They finally arrived at a location of extreme importance for all heroes. But all they found were empty planets floating in the underworld—everything had been destroyed.
They stopped, scanning the scene and narrowing their eyes, until they felt a presence watching them.
When they looked up, they saw a massive, round figure staring back. Beside him stood a small woman holding his right arm. On his left arm, another figure, slightly larger but strikingly similar to the first, clung to him; it looked as if he was holding two flowers.
