Some one Following Us!
"Run! Everyone leave the groups! Run away!"
The air was filled with panicked shouts as thunderclaps echoed nonstop, lightning strikes mercilessly targeting the large clusters of disciples.
The sky seemed to have a vendetta, each bolt of lightning seeking out the large groups. With each strike, cries of pain and terror rang out as lives were lost in an instant.
The scene devolved into chaos. Disciples from the big sects and prime families hurriedly pulled out their treasured artifacts, forming protective barriers against the relentless assault of lightning.
But the low sect members ran alone in different directions to avoid the lightening strikes.
"Supreme Mana Stones!"
Suddenly, a low rank sect disciple shouted, his voice reaching all surrounding disciples as he held up a glowing stone he had plucked from the muddy ground.
Immediately, attention shifted. Disciples who had been fleeing for their lives now turned their eyes to the ground.