The moon hung low over Purple Lotus City, casting long shadows that danced across the winding streets and darkened alleyways. The clash between Sword Saint Huo Tu and Xun Bai had drawn the attention of every faction in the city, from the lowliest street gangs to the most prestigious martial houses. The resounding shockwaves of their battle could be felt in the very air, rattling windows and sending birds scattering into the night sky, and rumors of the fight spread like wildfire through teahouses and marketplaces, pulling the focus of the powerful away from their usual schemes and machinations. Even the city guard seemed more interested in discussing the duel than maintaining their patrols.