At that intense anxious moment, the sound of howling winds filled his ears. Anyone would be able to figure out that something was going to happen.
Fane gathered his spirits, focusing all his attention around him. The moment anything strange happened, he would react immediately.
The wind grew stronger, carrying the dust on the ground, obscuring Fane's sight. Fane's clothes were rustling in the wind.
The wind did not only obscure his sight, it also covered up any sounds around him. Fane had suddenly plunged into a realm devoid of his senses. He let out a long breath, it would not do for that to continue!
Another gust of wind blew past, causing Fane to lose his balance and his body nearly be blown away by the howling wind.
What was happening?! He did not know how long the wind would last, or how much danger it would bring. At that moment, his mind was in disarray.
Just as he was about to panic, the wind suddenly stopped. The sudden stop caused Fane to lose his bearings for a moment.
Without the wind, the dust slowly settled, and everything returned to the quietness from before. Yet,
once his vision cleared, Fane could not stop his heart from pounding.
Less than fifty meters away from him, stood a group of people lined up with their heads down. All of them were wearing armor and had messy hair. Their hands held onto their weapons tightly.
Fane took a rough glance. There were roughly over a hundred people there.
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