-Op Mc? Yes! -Daughter? Yes! -Multiple worlds? Yes! -Vast Lore? Yes! -Fastpace? Yes! ... "You either Die a Villain or Live long enough to see yourself as a Hero." ~Probably Spark --------------------------------------- Spark, the lofty young master of the Dwight family, had always been a mystery. His true abilities were never known until the day he stepped onto the frontlines. In one awe-inspiring exhibition of power, Spark shocked the world and sent the coalition army of the five emperors into a chaotic retreat. Now, with the eyes of the world on him, each faction lusted to uncover the secrets behind his unparalleled strength. Still, in spite of the rampant curiosity and greed, nobody had the guts to confront him directly. And with every rumor spread of his feats, a question burned in every mind: was Spark this powerful all this time, or was he casting an illusion of strength before everybody's eyes?
As the argument escalated, Amelia took the chance to survey their surroundings.
Besides the two quarreling groups, she noticed another group of barbarians observing from a distance.
Unlike the other two, this third group seemed more restrained, their demeanor calm and composed as they watched the scene unfold in the clearing.
The ruin had yet to emerge fully, and without the usual miasma leaking from it, there was no way to determine its class or danger level.
All they could do was wait, their anticipation growing with each passing moment.
As time passed, more and more barbarian groups arrived, there were also a few groups of humans, each claiming a spot near the hill.
Amelia was confident that none posed a serious threat to her, but the sheer number of them gathering was becoming a concern.
Eventually, the two arguing groups realized that continuing their fight would only make them look foolish in front of the growing crowd.