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The night was heavy.
The winter air carried a chill, and under the moonlit sky lingered a faint layer of white mist.
That mist brought with it a biting cold, causing snowflakes to flutter down from the heavens.
Beneath the sky stretched an expansive, open land.
And at this moment, tens of thousands of snow magical beasts surged out from the Amiciya Mountains, leaving destruction in their wake, advancing tirelessly and endlessly toward the radiant fortified city.
The Western Continent's military district did not block these beasts.
In fact, earlier, the military stationed near the City of Light had planned to assemble outside its walls to launch an attack. But with the appearance of the magical beasts, they had no choice but to retreat.
Though the beasts weren't targeting the Imperial Army specifically, being within their rampant destruction would undoubtedly ensure repercussions.
The earth in the night was anything but tranquil.
