Standing in the middle, surrounded by his guards, was the emperor of the Feng Empire. Surrounded by the rest of the forces deployed by the Red Dawn Cult, their bodies surged with power.
There was no fear in their eyes, only steel determination!
"Surrender, you are surrounded." One of the leaders stepped forward and warned Wuhan's group. "If you do not come with us on your own, we will take you, alive or—"
Woosh!
Something whistled through the air, cutting the speech short. Before anyone could even react, the cultist saw one of the leaders falling to the ground—no, it was not him; they were his ashes!
"Even with so many resources at your disposal…" Wuhan stepped out of the circle slowly; in his hand was a device that the cultist seemed very familiar with. They had been using the same thing to track the group. "Yet you fail to use them. Not only are they wasteful on you guys, but you do not even realize how in over your head you are."
