"Wha—"
Varian instinctively stepped forward and stood in front of Sia and Amanda.
The next second, the wall of the room broke apart. The broken pieces blazed in mid-air and shot out in all directions.
As the one with the highest combat instincts, Varian was the first to respond despite being an unawakened.
His body moved on its own and he pulled down both Amanda and Sia.
His vision spun and the next thing he knew, he was on the floor as a piece of flaming tile flew inches above the bewildered Sia and the confused Amanda.
His gaze darted to the broken wall as his heart gripped.
The wall of his room, the one filled with the records of his personal heroes was gone. A cloud of dust was all that was left.
In the dust, a pair of red eyes shone and a large silhouette appeared.
Varian felt a sense of terror fill every fiber of his being. He desperately wanted to run away.