Tendrils of fire licking buildings and townspeople as they fled, clouds of smoke filling innocent lungs, iron pillars dividing homes into pieces. This was the aftermath of the dragon slayers' attack. No one knew why the clan of demons, eight strong, decided to destroy the quiet city of Morshire. Whatever the reason, they succeeded. They decimated what was once a great, magical city.

The morning of the attack had been peaceful, the sun rising over the lazy river like every other morning. The summer breeze danced through the market square as merchants set up their tables and goods for others to browse. Children laughed as they played hide and seek around the side streets, while others danced by the fountain. The castle was active as well, working on preparations for the harvest festival. It was what Morshire was best known for. As the clock in the city center struck ten, the sky darkened. The few survivors said they saw cloaked figures approach from the west. These figures ignored the merchants and the children, all except for one of the strangers. The smallest cloaked figure, ringlets of navy hanging from under the hood, paused to swiftly whisper in every merchant's ear. She gave flowers and cards to the children, urging them to return home and give the card to their parents. The citizens hadn't even questioned the foreign travelers, though the merchants had begun frantically packing up their tables. It was then, at 10:30 on July 7th 2007, that the cloaked figures attacked. Fire spread quickly, the originating tendrils dancing around the fists of one of the cloaked figures. Those who survived said the man was none other than Salamander, the fire dragon slayer and the leader of the demonic group. The scar on his neck, given to him by the demon king, was visible under his hood. This confirmed his identity in the eyes of those who survived. Bolts accompanied the flames, paralyzing those who tried to flee. That was courtesy of the lightning dragon slayer. A whirlwind, created by the sky dragon slayer, aided the spread of the fire, fueling the embers as they engulfed everything in their paths. Survivors also say the twins, the shadow and white dragon slayers, helped keep everyone contained within the city while the iron dragon slayer demolished the infrastructure of the city and the poison dragon slayer murdered the guards. Even the kingdom's force of elite mages didn't stand a chance against the demons' rage. Raging waters flooded surrounding villages, allowing no one to escape. Rumor has it that the floods were created with sea king dragon slayer magic from the eighth mysterious dragon slayer. As the clock struck noon, the once bustling city, was silent. The slayers had departed, having reduced the magnificent city to rubble and piles of corpses. That evening, the grand council banned magic of any kind across the land. Any magic users after that night, would be locked away and their magic energy would be sealed. All eight demons went into hiding, managing to hide for a decade before resurfacing. The day they showed their faces again, chaos erupted. It sparked a rebellion, one the council couldn't control. And to think, it all started with a scarf and a ring of keys.