The entire world seemed to go dark. The elves held their breath, widening their eyes as they stared at the catastrophe above them.
Rapture had come unannounced — and it came not from some distant monster or divine wrath, but from the very devil they had lived under all their lives.
Castan's unmerciful gaze swept across the kingdom. At this point, he no longer cared what happened to these people.
All that mattered was his goal. Their deaths would only make it easier to achieve.
His eyes locked with Alexa and Bethar, and his intentions were unmistakable in that glare.
'You want to save them, don't you? Then let's see you try.'
The two divine beasts stood frozen, with no clear answer and no obvious move to make.
Castan's gaze shifted toward the castle. His fist tightened.
'My Aetheris is draining fast. Where are those two useless beasts?' he thought, scanning for Kara and Mavira. But they were nowhere in sight.
