Day was gradually breaking. A stretch of red clouds painted the horizon, and the crimson sun was about to leap into view. A new day was about to begin.
RUMBLE!
A strangely shaped carriage traversed the sky, arriving in an instant above the Saint Institute.
The carriage was strange because no mystical beasts pulled it.
The carriage then descended, landing before the main gates of the Saint Institute.
"Disciples of the Proud Moon Divine Sect, reporting to the Saint Institute today." A voice emerged from the carriage. Though inaudible to others, it carried clearly into the tallest complex of buildings within the institute.
There was no reply, but in the next moment, the tightly shut gates of the Saint Institute swung open.
The carriage moved again, passing through the gateway.
Aside from its peculiar shape, the carriage seemed unremarkable. But a closer look would reveal something shocking.
