"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"
The scream tore through the temple.
For a single, frozen heartbeat, no one moved, only for the silence to be shattered into chaos. Doors burst open. Footsteps thundered down stone corridors.
That agonizing scream—
Acolytes still in their nightrobes scrambled toward the source of the scream, their faces pale. Was it another vision? Not long ago, the Saintess had foretold the Emperor's death, and the Emperor had died from assassination.
Was this another prophecy, another glimpse of calamity to come? Or was it something worse? An attack? An assassin, the same ones who killed the Emperor? Had someone breached the temple's sanctity and laid hands on their Saintess?
The corridors filled with bodies, priests, priestesses, temple guards in their ceremonial armor, all rushing toward Ruby Vaiva's private quarters.
