"The day the Darkness born from light clashes against… the light born from darkness is the day you shall find out the truth.
The truth about this world and about the puppeteer…
The puppeteer who pretends to be the puppet."
Declared the Previous Saintess in a hoarse, almost alien voice.
The words echoed in Axel's ears repeatedly like a haunting echo. He saw the bloody light exuding out of the Saintess's eyes dim; her body flopped to the ground, as if the spirit that inhabited the body was gone, while some blood leaked out of her mouth and nose.
But Axel didn't bother helping, nor was it a priority in his mind. The Runecaster rose to his feet and simply walked out.
The other stall owner elves said some mocking words towards him upon seeing his cold expression, but those words were drowned out by the echoes of the bustling crowd.
