The night on Eldoria was eerie and silent, with only the howling wind echoing in the ears. Alex, accompanied by the tiger guard, traveled through the night. The mana cost of flying was negligible for her now, so even flying all night wouldn't deplete her mana reserves.
Time: 11:30 PM
In a certain valley on the continent of Valoria, the first Lord that Lilith had subdued resided. This idyllic place was about to receive a group of uninvited guests, who were well-informed and had come with a purpose.
They were a group of shadowy figures, blending seamlessly with the night, their red eyes glowing, faces hidden behind dark masks. The leader wore an elegant black high-collared coat, his skin deathly pale, eyes filled with a sinister gleam.
The leader led the shadows into the valley, crouching to scoop up a handful of soil, sniffing it. "This place is indeed tainted by other dark energies. Our worst fears have come true; the fallen angels have made their base here."
