"Who could have done this? Find out, and make it clear." The priest responsible for these matters had an awful complexion, secretly assassinating their upper class right under his watch. This was tantamount to utter disrespect.
Merely humans, since when did they have such audacity?
The one who died was no ordinary person, but a tier-five expert, and to die right under their noses at that. The faction behind him would surely demand an explanation, and many present were in trouble.
However, it wasn't long before another loud call echoed through the sky. An arrow suddenly descended from the heavens, tearing through the clouds, aiming right at Kaya, the priest in the center.
Kaya, sensing imminent danger, raised the magic staff in his hand without a second thought. The ground's quicksand instantly enveloped him, turning a blood red color, just like cinnabar, strikingly crimson.
