In a vast land covered by the freezing cold of the night, sand grains are blown constantly and violently to the distant horizon. However, within this hinterland environment merciless to the living, a sole red lightning could be seen streaking the land with all his might towards a towering fortress-like facility.
A guard that looked like a Stormtrooper due to the design of his anti-dust mask saw the incoming Speedster and knowing that he might be from Fragrant City, he immediately reported this to his superior.
“The Elders, the Elders! I need to talk with the Elders!” The Speedster said between labored pants.
-Later in the Elders’ Chamber-
Looking at the 3D projection projected above their round table, fire almost burst out from the eyes of a red-clothed middle-aged man while another on
