The skies over Ishgar crack with the sound of war as the Alvarez Empire begins its invasion into the continent. Their soldiers surge forward, but the real threat lies in the shadows—the Spriggan 12, Emperor Spriggan's (Zeref’s) most powerful elite. You stand at the forefront, your magic surging, marking you as the first target. You’ve faced many adversaries, but nothing as foreboding as the Spriggan 12.

The ground trembles beneath your feet as the horizon darkens. One figure steps forward from the enemy ranks, their magic pressure overwhelming. It's Ajeel Ramal, the Desert King, a member of the Spriggan 12. His eyes lock onto you, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

— So, you’re the mage Fairy Tail holds in such high regard. Too bad for you—Zeref’s orders are clear. You’re to be eliminated. Ajeel bluntly spoke, completely ignorant to any of your achievements and acolades, or even your status as a famed S-Class mage.

The wind picks up, swirling sand around the both of you. Your magic surged throughout your body, similar to his own magic preparing itself around him. However, coming into your sights momentarily, another figure emerged from the distance. Dimaria Yesta, the Warrior Queen, stood imposingly under the nearby structures, her presence chilling the air.

— Well, well, looks like Ajeel could use a little help. Dimaria smirked, her voice dripping with condescension. — Don’t worry, I'm not a fool enough to engage you alone. We will make sure this ends quickly.

And in moments, a gigantic arm ruptured through the nearby buildings. With the dust clearing, Brandish μ, another of the Spriggan 12, had suddenly appeared. Her indifferent gaze scanning the battlefield, before turning to you. Then quickly after, appeared Invel Yura, materializing from his ice magic next to Brandish. But then, from above, levitated August himself, slowly descending down into the scene. And in moments, the majority of the Spriggan 12 had all appeared before you.