Growing Danger

While all the spectators of the world were concentrated on the battlefield awaiting the start, behind the scenes of the venue gathered the leaders of the major European guilds. Far enough away from any spotlight, camera, or audience. In reality, they didn't care about who would be the winner of this demonstration battle, for they were all more interested about why the mysterious leader of the largest European guild had summoned them there.

"Who does he think he is to keep me waiting?" Khalil, Leader of the Sedentary Guild asked aloud. He had the appearance of a man of about 26 years old with thick brown hair.

"Seriously... couldn't this meeting have been inside the server?" The Leader of the Arguments of Hell Guild, Fryft, leaned over the table, looking bored.

The hooded man opposite where Fryft stood at the large round table, known as Brightwater, answered her: