"Only eleven people in all of Flame City?"
Aisriss's lips curled into a smirk. "Did you think just anyone could enter my Flame City? Hmph. The people who make it in here may not be the strongest on the continent, but they are absolutely the most troublesome. I call them the Eleven Ghost Saints!"
"The Eleven Ghost Saints?"
Aisriss chuckled. "Yes. The moment they set foot in Flame City is the moment of their rebirth. Since I'm the one who gave them that chance, it's only natural that I take responsibility for naming them as well. The Eleven Ghost Saints is their collective title."
As she spoke, Aisriss gave Mu Chen's hand a slight tug, pulling him into a high leap. When they landed again, they were on a wide road. Ahead of them lay an immense field where a rich variety of lush, leafy crops grew.
