The arrogant laughter of the High Cardinals echoed through the grand temple of God Aris. Their golden chalices clinked together in a toast to their own supreme superiority. They genuinely believed the Saint Lands were completely untouchable.
Suddenly, the towering emerald doors of the inner sanctum blew open with a violent crash.
The atmospheric gale currents in the room spun out of control, shattering several jade decorations.
A low ranking templar stumbled into the sacred hall.
His golden armor was heavily dented, and he was violently gasping for air. Blood dripped from his ears, which was a clear sign of severe spatial pressure trauma.
Bang!
High Cardinal Vael slammed his cup onto the table. His green ceremonial robes flared with intense divine mana.
"How dare you interrupt a sacred conclave! You are tracking mortal blood onto the holy marble! State your purpose immediately or I will have your soul shredded into the abyss!"
