The sudden appearance of two additional mana pillars in the midst of an already chaotic and high-stakes battlefield shocked everyone. Mainly, the chosens from the eight empires stopped in their tracks to look at this strange development.
Right in front of everyone's eyes, a figure emerged from the first mana pillar. The elves watched with their mouths agape en masse as a tall and charismatic elf stepped out of the pillar. His body was blood red and his eyes glowed in a mysterious silver.
Whispers and murmurs spread among the ranks of the armies. "Who is he?" "Is he one of the chosen?" "Look at his eyes!" The uncertainty was palpable, as no one seemed to recognize this enigmatic figure.
However, the main characters of the event knew exactly who this was. The chosen one of the blood clan. The guardian had actually chosen someone from the blood clan too!
