The Four Towers

Viron and Gnash, one of the observers of the crucial fight, raised their heads upwards.

"What the hell...?" Gnash gasped watching the four arrows, they had to pay attention.

Watching the wary monsters and tired archers, Viron narrowed his eyes, his gaze growing colder as this was their opportunity to kill the archer right now - in the future, these monsters would be a serious problem.

"Wait... The arrows aren't exploding, that's weird..."

Before they could come to any conclusions, a blue flash shone brightly at the top of the spire.

Viron and Gnash turned around sharply, they immediately noticed a mist emerging in the middle level of the fortress, filling all the passageways. It brought with it a heavy frost, ice crystals covering the stone in a rapidly growing thin grid.

However, the fog soon accelerated, following the will of its owner - the Blind Sinner.

Whooooooooooooosh.