The high-end masters were covering an area of kilometres, tens of kilometres even, and they were alone. Behind, a sea of masters were racing as well, not to their aid, but to run away from here.
It'd be a very weird scene, one that'd implement a false idea in the minds of anyone watching this without knowing much details about what was going on.
The most shocking part was that no matter how many enemies came, no matter how hard the enemies tried, the masters managed to stop them and hold their ground.
They showed a legendary performance that day. Even if they used most of their treasured war supplies, they didn't hesitate to do it.
It was still their life mission to take down the dark masters and monsters, no matter what.