"Flame, the Fire of the Primordial! The nun safeguarding it since the First Era seeks the original spark that foretells the world's fate!"
The flames rushed toward Shard as he stepped forward and continued pounding on the door before him, completely disregarding what the other was saying.
"Witch, Empress of the Fifth Era! The Witch Empresses who have already discovered the world is drawing to an end—did they truly leave nothing for the future of the world as their era faded? Did they really all depart?"
Exquisite, beautiful faces morphed from black light rushed at Shard, and the last was the Holy Emblem of the ancient witch.
Shard's blows on the door grew increasingly forceful, the firelight nearly melting everything before him into molten iron.
"Church, the deity wielding the power of the Ancient God! The devoted believers who continued to uphold the order of the material world even after the Ancient God's departure—are they really unaware of the future?"
