In the Light Faction, the landmass and terrain were different from the other lands. Whereas the Dark Faction and Demonic Faction had areas where life and crops seemed to struggle to flourish, the Light Faction had greenery as far as the eyes could see with flourishing flowers and more.
It was because of this, that the living situation in the Light Faction was different compared to other areas. They weren't condensed in the major cities, and there were many villagers spread across the land.
Areas with smaller populations yet still had a good standard of life. One of these smaller villages was located quite far up north in the land, and was based by the sea.
The general public were quite curious as they walked down the streets and looked out at the sand, to see several large camps, and people dressed in white cloth.
"There are a lot of warriors here today. There isn't a clan located in Baracu, is there?" one of the young women asked, carrying a basket of flowers by her side.
"No, but we were made aware that they were coming," a young man replied. "The men were asked to gather more food from the nearby city. Because quite a few people would be staying here. I don't know why though, maybe they're going to venture out into the sea."
The young woman laughed.
"From here, you know no one does that; there must be another reason."
When thinking about it though, they couldn't think of anything for warriors to gather for. They weren't close to the Empire, they weren't close to the other two factions, the only place they were close to was the sea.
So what else could be the reason for them gathering?
On the beach itself several tents had been set up, with sleeping areas prepared, storage, and more. The Light Faction warriors had brought their own supplies and were sharing amongst each other.
But if one was to have a closer inspection, they would notice that the tents were somewhat divided, and markings could be seen on them, markings of three clans.
The three clans that were present were the three highest-ranking clans in the Light Faction: the Aurora Clan and the Illumination Clan.
The leaders of the clan weren't present in such a place, but a group of ten warriors, including a high middle-stage warrior, was selected from each clan. That was apart from one clan, the Dawnblade Clan, the last clan.
In one of the larger tents, Ricar was sitting at his seat, his fingers intertwined, and standing in front of him were four elder men with clothing that was dragging across the floor and mostly covering their faces.
"Is there really any need for this?" a soft voice asked. She was one of the Elders of the Dawnblade clan, known as Impress.
"She's right," Lyon replied. "Why are five of the elders out on this expedition, while the other clans have only sent… them."
"There are a couple of strong ones among them," Lukas replied, his arms folded. "But nothing compared to us Elders; you should explain yourself."
"You should all know the situation we are in," Ricar replied. "In the eyes of the Light Faction, we have failed several important tasks. To Kawak, leader of the Aurora clan, this is important."
"Important to him?" Beatrix asked. "Or, is it important to those from Alter?"
The others nodded in agreement. The entire reason why they, including the other clans, were lined up on the beach, was because of the request made by Heino, leader of Alter.
He had talked to Kawak, saying that he needed their help, and it was something that only they could do.
"The fact that all of us are present means we can't fail this task, and that we must succeed. Otherwise, it's an embarrassment for all of us," Ricar replied. "As for you, Beatrix, you have been given an honorary Elder Role."
"It's your first time in this case, and although you now have the same status as us, you are still to follow our orders."
Beatrix nodded as she understood. A lot had changed for her since the Martial Arts Tournament.
"And what should we do with him?" Lyon asked. "The one that Alter sent to aid us?"
"Him?" Ricar replied. "For now, it's best if we ignore him. He doesn't seem like the type of person that is in need of our help or would be accepting of it."
Standing out on the edge of the sand, allowing for the sea to just touch the edge of his feet, a man with spiky red hair stared out into the distance.
Where large dark clouds could be seen and constant thunder strikes were heard coming down one after the other.
"With this, I might be able to see you all again, right Zon?" Red said with a large smile.
Red lifted his hand up, and out from his forearm, a small light lit up.
"Have you noticed any changes yet?" a voice spoke through the device on his arm, the voice of Heino.
"No changes at the moment, but it isn't time yet, right? And I haven't seen anyone else coming here either," Red reported. "Do you expect that there will be interferences?"
"I have my concerns," Heino replied. "There might be others that come out of curiosity or that have information themselves, but I'm not too worried."
"The Elders sent with you, I've heard they have great strength. If you run into anything dangerous, they will be able to help you, and besides, you know some of them are with us, right? Did you look at the list?" Heino asked.
"I know, I know, I won't harm anyone. I'm a Deleter, I get the job done, so you don't have to worry about me," Red replied.
"I would have said the same thing about Scar, and look where he ended up," Heino replied.
"Don't worry, I'll get the Golden Globe, and if I run into the Dark Magus, I'll get him as well. Besides, he won't be able to do what he did against the Behemoth Clan." Red started to laugh, and the call ended there.