Markazi smirked as he looked at the heart of the Government of the realm.
'I wonder what you will do, Sylvana, with your seat of power crumbled to dust.'
'My brilliant plan left it unguarded, and now I will raze it.'
"Men charge."
Since morning, Daoist Fire Fist felt anxious and tensed and had yet to figure out why.
'Something is wrong.'
"Brother Fist, why such a gloomy look."
Fire Fist sighed as he spoke, "My gut is telling me that something big will happen today, and it is never wrong."
Fairy Moon Spring rolled her eyes as she spoke, "Brother, you are being too paranoid."
Before Fire Fist could reply, a loud bellow came to their ears, "Men charge."
Fire Fist growled as he shouted at Moon Spring, "See what I told you."
Moon Spring bit her lips as she spoke, "They are too many, and it is as if their entire army is here."