Inside a spacious sitting room, a family of three could be seen watching the TV with all their attention fixed on the screen, just like millions of other families all around Arden at the moment.
The little child, who seemed to be around the age of eight, sat on the ground a few meters away from the screen. His eyes shone not with fear, but with thrill as the battle continued.
Sitting on both sides of him were his parents. A beautiful raven-haired woman in her late thirties, his mother could still rival the beauties of far younger women. Her emerald eyes dimmed with worry and fear as she watched the humans lose yet another fight against the Lunaris.
Beside her, a man seemingly in his mid-twenties rested his hands on her shoulders. Despite his youthful appearance, he emitted an aura far more mature than hers. Simply staring into his brilliant purple eyes, which seemed to draw one in, one could easily tell that his body's age was just a mirage compared to his actual age.
