3 am.
The two suns of Eventide World, one yellow and the other fiery red, hovered in the sky covered by a seemingly impregnable black layer. The mana clouds were no longer as dense as before since a good part of them had disappeared after the world absorbed them to strengthen its laws, however, the purple lightning still crackled fiercely and the mana tornadoes connecting the skies with the earth were still as dangerous as ever.
Occasionally, the sound of explosions caused by one or several attacks together would pierce Bearcrest City's energy shields and reach the ears of the citizens sleeping comfortably in their homes while the army's soul evolvers battled the out-of-control enemies.
However, the only sound that could be heard in the magnificent castle of the royal family was the purple lightning that broke out from time to time high in the sky.