Phield didn't stay with Tisiana for long. Night had already fallen. Although it was always pitch-black within the gray mist, once true night descended, it became a darkness so deep you couldn't even see your own hand.
"This is your room."
Pushing the door open, Phield pointed inside. The room had already been tidied—it was right across from his own.
Beyond the window was pure darkness. Inside, the candlelight flickered softly, dim but steady.
"Thank you… can you not leave just yet?" Tisiana said softly. "Could you stay and talk with me a little longer? There isn't a single person in this building I know… you're the only one I can feel close to, my lord."
"Alright. I understand."
Phield pulled over a chair and sat down. After thinking for a moment, he began talking about his upcoming military plans for Starnight City. "Originally, I planned to use Alice's flames to set the city ablaze. But since she won't be waking anytime soon, we'll have to face the corpse monsters head-on."
