The ground was no longer the same.
What just a few hours ago had been the organized and magnificent territory of the Everlight Moon Guild had now turned into a full-scale battlefield under the shadow of a massive army and a suffocating pressure of mana. A battlefield where thousands of Awakened stood on both sides… yet neither side had moved.
A strange silence filled the air. Not the kind of calm, but the kind that comes before a storm begins.
On one side, the forces of Everlight Moon stood in formation, from the lowest ranks to high-level Awakened. Beside them stood beings whose presence felt unfamiliar even to Everlight Moon itself.
Naturally, they were none other than Daniel's Fallen.
One of the guild's greatest trump cards. As immortal forces with seemingly endless power, they were like a nightmare for the enemy army.
However, not all of them were here. A little more than half of them stood on the battlefield at this moment, while the rest were nowhere to be seen.
