The crowd seemed to wake from a dream, in a place where mages were few and far between, the sudden appearance of a mage could indeed surprise them.
Although conflicts often arose between the Quicksand Empire and White Stone City, they were simply localized battles. Unless it escalated into an all-out war, why would those prestigious mages venture into such a place?
The surrounding soldiers let out a battle cry, beginning their slaughter of the remaining Sandpeople.
Unexpectedly, a doorway in one of the Sandpeople's houses burst open from the inside with a surge of power.
"Who's making such a fuss, won't you let a person sleep?" From inside the house, a gruff shout rang out as a figure emerged. The crowd was left speechless; the battle had reached such an intense point and yet someone had managed to sleep through it.
"The soundproofing of this room must be excellent," a soldier mumbled lowly.
