Explosions, the sound of metal hitting each other, being thrown off, crumbling noises, the loud shattering of glasses all resounded in the palace. Royal guards in silver armor each draw out their swords and fight the people of members of Wrakcrucia Armies and Throm Orcus Communete. The group of Belgravia Covens helped the guards. Each has a glowing light in their plans in different colors. Everyone was shocked. No one expected the presence of the other. But everyone in the three groups had the same goal.
The palace is in chaos. Elements float and fly in the air. Hitting every structure. Plants, flowers were rising from the ground. Water in different shapes splashed and hit every corner. Fire smashed and pierced into the fortification. Bright, radiant white lights flared up from differen
