Across the spatial rift, a dozen figures cloaked in black stood silently.
The leader held in his hand a pitch-black crystal ball, which was cracking, gradually disintegrating.
As the crystal ball crumbled, the spatial rift in the not too far off distance expanded, stabilizing.
A tall and robust man with golden short hair and a mask quipped in a deep voice:
"Mr. Ghost Crow, why did you only act now?" He questioned authoritatively.
"And in the heart of Qinzhou province, no less?"
His tone was awkward, almost as if he had just learned the language of Xia Country.
"Hmph...."
Ghost Crow, the leader, sneered, "Does the Dawning need to explain ourselves to you?"
The golden-haired man roared in anger, "Mr. Ghost Crow, please do not forget this intelligence was provided by us."
"We are your employers for this operation!"
"Heh heh heh heh..."
"Employers, huh..." Ghost Crow snickered, "And how did you play your part as employers?"