It is nighttime, a loud noise can be heard around the city capital Barath as the festival mood is filling up the area. Lots of people swarming around to celebrate the independence of Vlanidis from the clutch of the evil Zanagon Kingdom, among the people who are enjoying these festivities is none other than the King son Axel.

Walking around along the street with his young sister Karen, Axel eyes are gleaming with excitement. Karen said “Brother, it seems that you are enjoying this too much aren’t you?”

“Absolutely, but it’s such a shame that Azel couldn’t be here with us. It would’ve been fun if I can play the archery game with him.”

“Hmmphh, you can’t win over older brother when playing archery. At least you need to practice for another... 5 years maybe.” Karen laughing loudly at Axel.

In the meantime, just outside of the city a group of men wearing black robe is moving following their leader. Their leader who is leading the group is looking sharp and alert, he then commands his right-hand man to initiate the attacking plan.

The group then split and each of them standing by on their designated area waiting for the signal from their leader.