There were a total of five clones that snaked through the crowd of 3,000 Dusk Soldiers and stopped just less than 200 feet away from Damien.
Despite the blinding snow, Damien could still clearly recognize the person standing at the front most of the group. It was Ralph Yalde of Astraeus, and the person behind him was Flynn Snyder, dressed in a black and red cloak.
Someone walked from behind the five-person group in white armor. He was laughing like a maniac as he reached Ralph's place.
Damien narrowed his eyes again as he looked at the deranged-looking man with splatters of blood all over his snow-white armor. He recognized him too.
"Crawson?"
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