Chapter 7 - The Cavemaster

The silver-armored youth raised his head, staring at the sky. It was dusk. He let out a sigh. "My happy days are coming to an end." "General." The bronze-armored Fiendguards all nervously stared at the silver-armored youth. After sighing, the silver-armored youth turned and quickly moved through the many layers of restrictive formations around the forbidden region. Outside were gathered many of the black-robed figures, as well as the members of the Eastwoods Sect. The enormous disturbance...