Shouts arose among the weakest and the strongest commanded the retreat of some and the formation of troops to combat the sudden threat that had appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the day.
Vicente folded one of his arms across his chest and stared at the fingernails of his other hand disinterestedly, as if invading a headquarters was nothing to him. Meanwhile, 16 pentagrams, most of them violet, solidified around him, making the surrounding space itself tremble in their presence.