Before the winged Decrint Tribe Skirmisher landed, a translucent barrier seemingly activated like a dome, preventing it from crashing into the venue. It was the natural defensive formation setup around the valley of the Red Lotus Academy.
The creature slammed into the invisible barrier with a wet thud, sliding down its surface before collapsing onto the ground just outside the academy's main gate, twitching and whimpering.
Through his spiritual senses, Lin Mo noticed that it was grievously injured, with deep, cauterized wounds smoking on its back as if it had been slashed before it fled from whoever caused it.
That's weird. Shouldn't they be the invader? Why is this one running away? Someone eliminated his group that breached the Anchor?
The joyous atmosphere of the inauguration ceremony evaporated instantly. It was replaced by a tense, shocked silence. Thousands of students and faculty stared at the fallen creature, then at the sky from which it had come.
