The seventeen-year-old girl looked towards the lighthouse in the snowstorm:
"Shard, I'm afraid we won't get much help later. The Church's Thirteen-Ring Sorcerers are likely heading to the other three ritual sites."
"It's okay, isn't this just like before?"
Shard said with a smile. Iluna nodded and walked with Shard towards the snowy path on the right.
They pressed on through the wind and snow in the mist, clearing away the roadblock of ghouls with mushroom growths and animated bloody vines. The battle on the eastern part of the island seemed to have started, but only a few light spots could be seen entangled in the mist. So far, no one on the island had used large-scale Arcane Techniques like the Sublimation Incantation, indicating that the Church's landing team was acting conservatively at the moment.
And it was in front of that old, abandoned manor, unused for centuries, that Shard and Iluna finally encountered the island's first Circle Sorcerer.
