A massive formation of guards marched forward, their armor clanking in unison.
At the front, knights on horseback led the procession, their banners fluttering in the wind.
Dust billowed around them as they surrounded a grand carriage, its polished surface reflecting the midday sun.
Carved into its side was the insignia of a lion, an unmistakable mark of power that made onlookers stop in their tracks, watching in awe and reverence.
Inside the carriage, a man with a bluish mustache sat in silence, adjusting his glasses.
Grant Veydrin, the Fifth Pillar and Elder of the Veydrin family watched the crystal screen before him with a calm expression until suddenly, his face twisted in fury.
BAANG!
His hand shot out, grabbing the crystal and crushing it into shards. A violent aura exploded from him, shaking the carriage with its sheer force.
