The citizens couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines as they watched the group pass by. Many started speculating about the human-like figure among the demons.
"Who is she?" one citizen whispered to another.
"How am I supposed to know?" asked the other, eyes wide with curiosity. "She must be someone really important. Maybe some leader of their subordinate clans?"
The Lord of the City, still on edge, stepped forward to greet the Demon Queen and her entourage. He bowed deeply, his back drenched in cold.
"Welcome, Your Majesty," he said, his voice steady despite his inner turmoil.
The Demon Queen's eyes, hidden within the mist, seemed to pierce through him. She nodded slightly, acknowledging his greeting without uttering a word.
The mysterious woman beside her, however, offered a small, almost imperceptible smile. It was enough to send a ripple of confusion through the gathered crowd.
Leading the way to the Colosseum, the Lord of the City silently prayed that the event could pass without any incident. He could feel that the future of this city, and his own future depended on what was going to happen this one night.
As the Demon Clan settled into the Colosseum, the atmosphere outside remained charged. The arrival of the next High Clan was imminent, and the citizens braced themselves for what was to come.
Soon, the air grew colder, a sign that the Frost Clan was approaching, being the clan that always stayed out of the limelight.It was said that this clan had the least involvement in the matters of the outside world. They also stayed within their own frost domain which was so cold that just a single step inside and the person could freeze to death.
All the clan members had blue skin with a layer of ice atop their skin, similar to the scales that the Dragons had. They were also much taller than the other high clans, although still not as tall as the Titans.
Even the tallest amongst the Frost Clan only stood at twelve feet height. Each of them also had a magical staff that was being carried on their back like warriors carried their swords.
The temperature dropped noticeably, causing the citizens to shiver despite their thick clothing. The Ice Clan, known for their control over the elements and their icy demeanor, made their entrance.
Leading the Ice Clan was Lady of Frost, her icy blue eyes scanning the surroundings with a sense of detachment. She couldn't even remember how long it had been since she left their domain.
She had even forgotten what people from the outside looked like. She looked at them with great fascination. She had heard their description, but looking at these people was a new experience in itself.
Her long, silver hair flowed behind her like a frozen waterfall. Beside her walked another lady, her beauty as cold and untouchable as a winter's night.
Her very breath seemed to crystallize the air around her, and her gaze could freeze the bravest of souls.
Unlike their Queen, she looked at the mortals here with great hostility, as if she was jealous that these pathetic beings had managed to catch the attention of the Lord.
The Lord of the City, already feeling the strain of the day's events, greeted them with the same courtesy.
"Welcome, Your Majesty. Your presence here honors us greatly."
He repeated the same line that he had been saying to the others, trying to be as respectful as
ever.
"We trust that everything is in order?" The woman next to the Frost Queen asked, her voice as cold as the air around him.
"Of course," the Lord of the City replied, trying to ignore the chill that seemed to seep into his bones. "We have taken every precaution to ensure the safety and neutrality of this meeting." Satisfied, the Ice Clan made their way into the Colosseum, their footsteps leaving a trail of frost on the ground. The citizens watched in awe, marveling at the power and majesty of these beings who seemed more like gods.
Finally, as the sun dipped below the horizon, another one of the High Clan arrived. It was the Angels that descended from the skies. Their angelic wings with a radiant light, and their wings, made of pure energy, glowed with a celestial brilliance.
Unlike the other clans, the Angels didn't send too many people. There were only two angels that had arrived, and one of them wasn't even a pure angel but a half blood.
The person who arrived was Aster that Karyk had fought before. He was hovering behind his uncle, who was the one of the High Council Members.
It was just as Karyk had assumed. The High Council of Angels had sent someone, but even he hadn't thought that Aster was going to be here as well.
The Lord of the City, now exhausted but still maintaining his calm, greeted them with the same respect if not more. "Welcome, Your Majesty. We are deeply honored by your presence."
He led the two angels to the Colosseum as well. The
Angels had arrived late because they didn't want to wait for others to arrive. However, only when they entered the Colosseum did they realize that there was one clan which still hadn't
arrived.
"The Fairies haven't arrived?" he asked as he stepped foot in the Colosseum, his eyes gazing over the lords of the other high clans that had already taken their places.
With all the High Clans now gathered within the Colosseum, the stage was set for the grand meeting. Only one party was still missing.
"It seems you brought someone quite interesting to this meeting." His eyes soon landed on the human that was mixed in the group of Demon Clan.
He could feel a very familiar scent from that woman. It was the scent of Elzeira that had been destroyed. However, even though she had the scent of Elzeira, that woman didn't appear to be
an Elzeiran.
The Demon Queen narrowed her eyes in response, but she didn't say anything.
Just then, another aura descended upon the city. Multiple portals opened above the sky that connected to the land of fairies. The fairies had started arriving.
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