"Ethan, Stay sharp!"
Leon's urgent warning snapped Ethan back to the present. The seriousness in Leon's eyes was stark against the chaos erupting around them.
"Get to safety!" Leon's command was underscored by a cruel smile, hinting at something more sinister at play.
"What could be the reason for his sudden seriousness?"
Ethan's confusion turned to alarm as he scanned the auction hall. The luxurious ambiance had been abruptly overshadowed by an encroaching darkness.
Strange humanoid creatures, their forms grotesquely twisted, emerged from every corner. With their horns jutting from their foreheads, tails flicking behind them, and eyes glowing an unnerving red, these creatures were unmistakably demons.
"Ah! Demons!"
"Help!"
The demons' presence sent ripples of terror through the crowd. Their sudden appearance was a brutal reminder of the dark history of this world, where two realms existed in constant strife.
Ethan suddenly recalled the history of this world. The vast world of Mythraldor was devided into two realms. The human land of Solis, blessed by the gods, and the demon land of Abyss, cursed and forsaken, were eternally at odds.
The vast majority of land of Solis were occupied by the humans, and alongside them lived Demi-humans and Elite magical creatures such as Dragons, Phoenix and more dominant ones.
On the other hand, Abyss was full of Demons, deemed the cruelest creatures for mankind.
Demons, the embodiment of cruelty and suffering, were bound to their bleak land until they found their Demon God. This Demon God deity granted them the power to breach the boundaries between the realms, leading to catastrophic invasions.
The demons, after breaking into Solis, had wreaked havoc on humanity.
Then, came the Heroes who were picked by the system to grant Salvation for the humans.
Aria's father, Alger Silvermoon, addressed the crowd with a grave tone. "We have everything under control citizens.
From the beginning this trap was planned to deal with both the demons and the traitors among us." His declaration about the trap, using the ancient key as bait, sent a wave of murmurs through the crowd.
Ethan, though somewhat understanding the strategy, was troubled by the recklessness of risking so many lives.
"Yes, the lords are right guys. We have the best of the best powerhouses amongst us. We don't need to worry."
"Yeah, how can we forget the five great clan members are amongst us? They will save us for sure." Some people began to murmur, feeling reassured.
"Hoho..."
As the crowd began to calm down somewhat, Gideon, the Devil Ape clan leader, made a dramatic entrance. With him were several high-ranking demons, their formidable presence adding to the tension.
"Ohh, are you that sure, cockroaches?" Gideon's taunting words revealed his betrayal. "Look closely! I've brought these elder demons to ensure that no one leaves here alive." His maniacal laughter filled the hall, heightening the dread.
Aria's father's voice thundered with righteous anger. "So, our suspicions were correct. You are the real traitor, Gideon!" The other clan leaders joined in the condemnation, their voices echoing their outrage.
"What a shameless traitor!"
"He should be burned to death."
"Kill him!"
Gideon remained defiant, his confidence unshaken. "You think you can handle this? These elder demons will bury you all here alive!" His taunts were met with resolve from the assembled leaders.
Mirrel Nortel's gaze was steely, his sword gleaming with anticipation. "Just Five elder demons? We have more than enough power to deal with them."
His preparation for battle was evident, and the other clan members prepared themselves for the impending conflict.
The auction hall had transformed into a battleground, with the fate of everyone present hanging in the balance. Ethan, caught in the midst of this epic confrontation, had no choice but to brace himself for the inevitable clash between the forces of light and darkness.