Entrance in style

The last few hours left for the grand war passed by in a jiffy, and soon the guilds began to assemble one after the another in the designated area. 

All the participants gathered at a magic shop that was well outside the red danger zone, which was now completely taken over by the isons.

In the beginning, this area was rather small, but now it was growing and expanding quite rapidly. One could see how this was soon going to be the fate of the rest of the world if something was not done about these isons.

This was also the first time for many people to stand up against the isons and face them directly. So most of the guilds were very nervous and anxious and kept to themselves. 

The mood in the gathering was quite somber. Everyone mulled over these drastic changes just a few weeks had brought about after the apocalypse. 

If things were so difficult at this point, then what was going to happen in the future?