Before the 12 Harbingers of Destruction could leave the shattered halls of the Lovigary Empire's palace, a series of powerful auras began rushing toward them, tearing through the air like violent gusts of wind.
Lokk, standing at the edge of the broken palace walls, glanced outside, a twisted grin spreading across his face as the approaching figures grew nearer. His eyes gleamed with malice, and his energy flared uncontrollably, like flames hungry for destruction. "Ah... how long I've waited for this," he growled, his voice dripping with venom. "A little family reunion, finally." His aura pulsed dangerously, the ground beneath his feet trembling in response.