In the original New Holy Scripture, before Brennild ever altered it, there was an ancient myth that spoke of a time when heaven and earth, light and darkness, water and fire remained undivided. It was the omniscient and omnipotent Lord who, through divine power, separated and reshaped them. His words became law, commanding the heavens to extend only so far, while land and sea were established at the ends of the world, destined to become the cradle of life and sustain the countless beings born upon it.
At that moment, the sword in Lyra's hand appeared to be bound by a similar divine decree. It stopped mere inches from Moserria's throat, as though an invisible command had forbidden it from moving even a fraction farther.
This… what kind of magic…
Dense arcane factors gathered upon the surface of the holy sword, locking firmly against its tip and severely sapping the kinetic force it carried.
