Above the azure sea, an Angel with pure white wings was carving up the floating corpse of a Star Beast with a bizarre, black longsword. Wherever the blade passed, flesh and blood dissolved into strange black wisps that coiled around the sword, making it look even more sinister.
When Lorna arrived on her Flying Winged Fire Dragon, this was the bizarre scene that greeted her: a supposedly holy Angel engaged in such a sinister and strange act!
The sword in its hand, whether by the aura it emanated or the way it was dissolving and devouring the Star Beast's corpse, was clearly nothing good.
Yet, despite witnessing such a bizarre scene, Lorna's expression was rather placid. Beyond a faint hint of joy, no other emotion could be seen on her face.
It was because…
