Ysabelle rode on her Seven-colored Butterfly and hovered high up in the sky. She had noticed the flock of colorful flying birds heading in their direction. The sound of birds chirping echoed through the air, loud and clear. It was getting closer as the seconds ticked by. Was it really a beast wave? How could it be possible? The time and location of the opening of Phantom Land were chosen randomly. It had never been the same. How did the spirit demons in Phantom Land get wind of news regarding their arrival in advance? Besides...who was capable of gathering such a large-scale beast wave? She looked around. It seemed as though they were everywhere, in the clouds and the rainforest. All the spirit demons were charging towards them.
Just how many spirit demons were there to exude such a
