The Flames of War

In a dark surrounding, a brawny figure was sitting cross-legged, and a faint crimson sheen was revolving over his figure, giving off a nefarious eerie aura. 

All of a sudden, a pair of maliciously cold eyes sprang open, and a husky voice sounded, "What is it?" 

Just as his grouchy voice trailed off, multiple rune symbols shone in front of him, and a respectful old voice sounded with a hint of ecstasy, "Lord Nightmare Wrath, we just received words from Dark Nightmare Wind. The situation has taken a completely unexpected turn, and it appears the Grand Elder has done something amazing. 

"Furthermore, the Azure Patriarch also sent a secret message, and he wanted to meet you but not in a formal manner, and I'm pretty sure this is related to this exact situation which had been developed in the Fiery Hell Realm. 

"We should leave right now, and I'll explain everything on our way. If what Dark Nightmare Wind had said is true and time is of the essence!"