A War Tournament

The being was more linked with human features. A mandala behind him shone bright as moon light.

[I, on behalf of my king, came here to declare war against you humans]

There were Majestic glowing screens that were sent out worldwide, there was ongoing broadcast on every device whether it was compatible or incompatible with the internet.

The crowd was struck with an overflowing panic, "what war? W-what is he talking about?"

"Mum, will there be a fight?"

"anyone call a guild, hurry"

Their worrisome voices rang in Clark's ears with their varying volumes and pitches. Clark sighed in exasperation and moved forth. Disrupting the fabricated crowd one after another.

[...Who are you?]

The eyes that were flustering with panic collected at one person on the man's question.

The silver-haired young man with no reluctance in his face, forcefully broke through the dense crowd and finally came forth.