The Cathedral stood opposite the Castle like a monument to divine failure.
Where once it had been a titan of architecture that rivaled even the Emperor's seat in both scale and grandeur—now it lay broken beneath the Angel's colossal feet.
The structure that had been wrought seemingly of solid gold, catching the sun and reflecting it back with blinding intensity, was reduced to rubble and ruin.
Ishiki stood at the edge of the destruction. The main structure had collapsed inward, its roof tiles scattered like broken teeth across cracked marble floors.
The walls leaned at angles that painted a scene of imminent further collapse. The massive archway that had once welcomed thousands of worshipers now lay, half-buried beneath tons of masonry.
From the illusion that he had witnessed long ago he remembered that the pillars inside were the first to collapse. Back then he had not paid enough attention to what happened after he walked out of it.
