The six Heavenly Elemental Spirits led the group toward a region near the center of that small world. There, they found a small town with simple houses made from the earth element.
Darian had already sensed the town's presence long before, but since he didn't know what the situation was, it was faster and safer to be guided by the locals — that way, he could get the answers he wanted.
As they approached the entrance, hundreds of White-Blooded figures ran toward the group with serious looks. They were probably the only outsiders in that place. Their expressions showed deep concern.
Darian stared at them firmly, examining each one's karma. It was normal, nothing remarkable — a clear sign that they truly hadn't been corrupted by the promises of the Celestial Shadow or the Risen Lords.
The oldest of the Heavenly Elemental Spirits who accompanied them raised his voice and declared:
