The Crimson Crane Attack

One of the most well-known Clans across the three continents had arrived. Their name stretched far and wide, not just because of their power but also due to their unique setup. They were so well-known that even someone like Raze, who had only been there a short while, knew their name.

"The Crimson Crane, what are all of them doing here?" Raze thought. "Are they here to save that girl?"

It wasn't just Raze who had recognized them. Nabi noticed the distinctive features of Alba, the current Clan head of the Crimson Crane, with her dark pigmented red skin, a feature only found in a certain region.

"The Crimson Crane? And not just a few members, but all of you have come here to stop me, what an honor!" Nabi started to chuckle as he loosely moved his sword about through the air. "I thought your status was wanderers and to never get involved in affairs that dealt with the other factions."