"Luo'er, are you alright?" Tangmo was always the first to notice that something was wrong with Luo'er. She hurriedly crouched down to support him, her voice trembling as she asked.
"No, no problem..." Luo'er struggled to recover, his ears, which had just been somewhat bewildered, immediately were assaulted by the sounds of screams, all jumbled together.
He looked up, only to see the city walls and inside the city drenched in a sea of red, a thin mist of blood permeating the air. The Demon Clan's defenders on the walls and the people within the city were falling to the ground, clutching their bodies and rolling back and forth in agony.
"This, this is..." Luo'er's eyes widened in surprise at the sight.
He saw a bird dive from the sky and then suddenly explode amid the crowd. Its large crop had been the source of the explosion, causing a powerful magical fluctuation, and blasting the creature into particles, directly turning into a mist of blood.
