Somewhere in the Twilight Mountain.
"How… how - ?!" the Hangmen's elder muttered as his entire body trembled in anger. "How the fck did this happen?!" he asked his subordinates as he pointed to the knife held against his throat that glistened ominously in the moonlight.
The subordinates can't answer as they also didn't know. Also, they are too busy just saving themselves from these fierce people who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and started the massacre! Of course, only of their side as they realized later that the Practitioners Alliance's people were safe! Very safe! And to make matters worse, one of them suddenly moved against their elder and caught him… very unprepared as they were all gloating at their victory that was just before their eyes.
Yet, it seems that their victory is actually still far from their reach, or they won't be able to reach it at all as they will definitely be dying here.