End And Beginning

The place was filled with such a big fire; the temperature felt very hot as hell. Everyone who was there looked very busy dealing with the enemies that appeared before them, they were wearing different suits of armor and one of them was very well known to Vincent. 

It was his own royal armor. 

The sound of the clinking of swords did not stop interlocking, the sound seemed to be a mess of music playing. It was so chaotic and gripping as hell. 

The number of people who used different armor was increasing. They tried to enter and destroy this palace.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, the entire building is in such a big fire. Vincent looked at his own hands smeared with a great deal of blood. The sword in his hand felt so heavy that his hand felt numb. 

"Brother, Help me!" The screaming sound made his focus distracted. Vincent immediately raised his head and looked at the source of the screaming sound.