In the center of Shadow Mist City, within the royal palace area, a blazing gold fire shot straight into the sky. Every creature within the barriers could witness that towering pillar of flame, and the terrifying high temperatures swept through the entire Inner City District upon its appearance. Be it knights or beasts, they halted their actions; the former focused on defending against the shockwaves from the commander's battle, while the latter turned to ashes upon seeing the firelight.
The assassin in the White Stone District marveled inwardly, but not because of the Holy Fire. He wished he were in the Inner City District. He wished it were him facing the Radiant.
Yes, he would rather fight against the Knight Order's commander than stay here. Because the strength of some people can be understood...
While the mere existence of others is an insurmountable chasm.
