Sending a Message

Flavot City, which had the population of more than two million people, was slumbering under the delicate and soothing moonlight. The serenity of this night even put the most beautiful sunrise to shame. 

But under this tranquil scenery, the eastern end of the city suddenly shone bright red, clouds of smoke suddenly filled the ancestral buildings of the Sigurd clan and this sudden heat and brightness awoke many nearby houses that were just a few kilometers away. Small embers of burnt wood reached near these locations. 

Currently, dozens of houses inside the clan premises were lit on fire, and among them was the main house of the clan leader burned most brightly.

Kahn hadn't bothered creating new subordinates here or even use Stragabor's body to mix with another subordinate for an Evolution. That would've taken too long and he was certainly short on time.