Returning(II)

An Di's eyes widened as he noticed the figure standing at the top of the stairs. He unknowingly took a step back, his body passing through the figure standing behind him, jolting him out of his reverie. He looked around and noticed that the gaze of each warrior was fixed on the figure standing at the stairs. His attention returned to the center, where the person was dressed in an opulent black robe, his silver hair falling to his waist, and his face. Furthermore, the man's face was an exact replica of his own

There was a deafening hush as everyone's attention was drawn to the man in the center.

"Today is the day of judgment. Those bastards are attempting to take over our home. Those bastards are out to ruin us. Are we so weak that we can't even protect our own homes?"

"NO!" cried everyone at once.

Raising his hand, the man at the center signaled for everyone to be silent.