As they continued through the fog-laden ruins, Velren exhaled sharply, glancing at the faint silhouettes of towering structures barely visible through the mist.
"What the hell is this place, anyway?"
Raine didn't slow her pace, but she did tilt her head slightly, considering his question. "The whole city—the islands—were said to be part of the remnants of an older civilization. The ruins left behind by those who came long before us."
Velren frowned. He had heard as much from Solenne before, but it was still strange to think about. These ruins weren't just abandoned towns or old battlegrounds—they were pieces of history, fragments of a world that had existed long before his time.
"But the ones who actually found these islands were the Monarchs of the Veil."
Velren blinked, unfamiliar with the title. "...The what?"
Raine actually stopped walking at that, turning to face him with visible disbelief.
"Wait—you don't know about them?"
Velren hesitated, then simply shook his head.
