Lumina Bay
It was night. The air was chillingly cold, and a light rain drizzled from the sky.
Near the shores of bustling Point City, a towering lighthouse loomed. From its peak, an individual watched the city below.
That individual had deep, ominous dark eyes, a lean yet tall frame, and a cloak that fluttered in the wind. Curled around his neck was a python.
Naturally, this person was none other than Nox, and the python was Solora, who had taken on her smaller form.
The serpent preferred this size to her monstrous form, which could bring true terror to any battlefield.
It had been exactly a year since the fight with the Flaming Rose and the demonic race. Nox had anticipated a follow-up attack from either side, but so far there had been nothing.
