While the enemy general, Commander Top, along with his deputy Marcus and a crowd of arrogant soldiers atop the high walls of the Royal Palace, were still mockingly ridiculing the seemingly retreating Sifell Royal Army, their attention was suddenly drawn to a peculiar group of figures below.
It was a band of individuals dressed in purple-black windbreakers, stepping quietly and orderly out from the rear of the battlefield.
The purple-black windbreakers fluttered slightly in the wind, exuding a mysterious and stern aura.
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