In a far of the city of the Arcana kingdom.
Flames were raging through the night.
Stalls that were selling food were now just pure ashes with the streets filled with burned bodies.
The place once known as Seranan holding a population of over a thousand people was no more with crumpled buildings and flames engulfing the whole city.
Except for one single place.
In the far end back of the walls was a whole castle built on a hill. The flames haven´t reached these plays...
yet.
*Bouhm!
In a room with over thirty people carrying swords and staff looked at the direction that the sound came from.
*Bouhm!
Splinters of wood flew from a massive wooden door that glowed ever slightly that indicated there was a strong barrier support the durability of the door.
*Bouhm!
"City Lord! The door wouldn´t last for long!" A soldier yelled in panic towards the person far in the back. Fear was written all over this face.