The chosen ones

Eldrin's eyes widened in shock. It couldn't be right? How could mana storms show up here at the endpoint? 

Shit! He immediately became alert so as to not get caught up in one again. He did not want to have reached the endpoint only to be teleported to the beginning all over.

But the next moment, Eldrin realized that he had made the wrong assumption. This mana storm was clearly different. 

Instead of acting like a typhoon and removing everything from sight, blasting its way through the landscape, this mana storm was more stationary.

Moreover, if one looked at it closely, then one could see something inside of this storm. Eldrin's eyes further widened in shock as this unusual mana storm finally started clearing up.

And from within a figure emerged.

"Prince Galanar!" Immediately one of the elven factions shouted in alarm.