Meanwhile, in the opposite direction, another train thundered across the empire's vast railways. Unlike the long commercial super train boarded by Nero and the others, this one was far more compact, yet no less impressive. Painted in deep crimson with golden crests along its sleek hull, it cut through the night like a blazing comet. Its polished steel shimmered under the moonlight, while runes of protection glowed faintly along the sides, pulsing with quiet power. This was no ordinary locomotive—it was one of the royal family's personal trains, property of Samael's lineage.