Right, and those enemies far in the north, watching like tigers. The Rhine Alliance would never pass up on this opportunity; once they get the news, even if there's backlash, they will choose to break their vows and press their army to the border.
"Nothing but the blaze."
Fire ravaged the Pillar of Royal Authority, thick smoke oozing from within, flames rampaging through the spiral corridors, towering like a mighty beacon in the night, resembling an evil ceremony of sacrifice. Everyone behind the gates was a sacrificial offering of this cruel ritual.
The Second Seat saw this and laughed instead, remembering the boy was also inside the Pillar of Royal Authority. Thinking of this, his smile turned forlorn.
For an instance, the heart of steel softened, but only for that moment. The Second Seat kneeled loyally towards the Pillar of Royal Authority, his blade embedded into the soft grass ahead, hands resting on the sword guard, whispering reverently.
