The soft and alluring light poured from the sky, floating with particles of the deceptive dusk.
If magnified tens of millions of times, they would appear as minuscule, ferocious insects, each vibrating six wings as they roamed everywhere.
BOOM—
A sinister fog surged forth. Four Unicorns, each with twin wings, dragged a chariot resembling a great hall fashioned from white bones. They moved as fast as a dark lightning bolt, drawing gasps of awe from numerous Alien Races.
"So fast! What is that? It looks a bit like the calamity beasts of the Death Legion!"
"A Fallen Unicorn? This is an elite Demon breed! To use such precious combat power merely to pull a chariot! Such extravagance!"
"You must be new here. Anyone who can make the notoriously fierce and brutal Fallen Unicorns act as steeds is no ordinary person! That's the Third Princess's carriage."
"What? The Princess is really here?!"
"..."
Some Alien Races were visibly shocked, their fearful expressions unconcealed.
