Imperial Capital West District Inspection Station.
Compared to a station, it's more like an open church surrounded by railway tracks. Rose windows adorned with stained glass, pillars carved with olive branches and soaring dragons, and the largest of the pillars suspended with copper oil lamps, exquisitely carved with shrines.
Dark walnut benches slowly come into view.
The sect's direct train to the Imperial City has come to a complete halt.
Wearing the sect's white robe to impersonate an officer of the Eighteenth Formation, Mika's heartbeat was like a drum, pressing his face firmly against the Dragon Face Helmet.
He glanced outside the window.
As consistent with the crystal communication, the Imperial Capital Great Church Holy Knights were complying with the Pope's direct order to receive at the inspection station, ensuring an unobstructed path to the arena.
