Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The sound of rapid movement through the air echoed across the Imperial Capital as the Fallen Angel army, led by Owen, surged toward the teleportation array to Middle Earth, covering the sky like a black cloud.
Each Fallen Angel was incredibly powerful, leaving a trail of cold darkness in the void where they passed.
The massive gathering of Fallen Angels resembled a black storm cloud, blotting out the sun.
Every kingdom and power on the continent was in shock, gazing up at the oppressive sight.
"What's happening? Why are so many Fallen Angels mobilized?"
"It seems Owen has gathered them, and they're headed for Middle Earth!"
"What are they going to do in Middle Earth?"
"I heard that Owen is leading the Fallen Angels to attack the Pyrothrone Kingdom."
"What?! Attack Pyrothrone Kingdom? That's one of the most renowned dynasties in Middle Earth. Owen must be insane!"