The air was filled with the bitter intertwining of rust and sweat, an inexplicable sense of somberness enveloped the area, weighing heavily on hearts and making breathing difficult.
David did not use flowery language, nor did he make emotional pledges.
He spoke slowly, his voice deep and clear, like a blade piercing through thick clouds: "This is the only array that can reverse the situation, the 'Dawn Holy Flame Array'."
His finger gently touched the central node of the array, faintly glowing with spiritual light, woven from hundreds of complex runes, interlocked like the trajectory of stars.
"When this array operates, it will produce a clash of positive and negative energies, thoroughly expelling and purifying the Abyss. But it requires a powerful spiritual medium as an 'anchor point'.
He paused, his gaze sweeping over each Knight present.
