Mist of Blood

The appearance of the three was seamless and untraceable. The experts amongst the onlookers immediately felt immense underwhelmed by their presence. Came without a change of wind and arrived with a heavy aura that shifted at will. With this one single move, they silently admitted defeat. 

"Three! It's all of them!"

"Damn! They didn't hold back for the final one!"

"Don't you think *gulp, that is dangerous here? One of them could easily destroy the land with a wave of their hand. If the three of them have gathered here, there is no telling if this world could survive or not!"

Their curiosity and their excitement collided at the same increasing value. Cold sweat was drenching all of their faces and their trembling knees could be heard if one concentrate enough. 

"So these three huh?" asked one brave criminal as he step forward from the rest. The rest of the group was laughing with a chuckle as they let the drunken fool got close.