Soon, the crowd noticed something different in the room.
Although most squads hadn't met each other, they still knew who was who.
Seeing familiar faces from other organizations, they couldn't help but voice their doubts.
"Do any of you know why we're here?"
"How would we know? Aren't you from the Crimson Gang? You should know better than us why we've been summoned."
"No, we were just called here without any context."
As they were questioning the matter, they suddenly felt a suffocating aura.
Turning their heads, they saw a man slowly walking to the podium as the crowd parted to make way.
"Crimson Lord Abner..." Camilla murmured.
Hearing this, Nash frowned, looking at the man.
"So, this is a Void Commander..."
The pressure Abner emitted was on a completely different level compared to a Void Warrior.
If a Void Warrior was like a wisp of smoke, then a Void Commander was like a sea that could drown one to death.
"How powerful..." Nash thought longingly.
