Many times in life, there are no choices. Even those standing at the pinnacle of the Imperial power are sometimes forced to make a choice.
The core palace of Erza.
Dim light adorned the dark hall, surrounding walls, floors, and ceilings all covered with fiery red patterns, like fire clouds in the sky.
The entire grand hall was rather simple.
Apart from the throne made of black iron at the center of the deepest part, the hall only had two rows of pillars carved with murals.
A mass of life forms sat on the throne.
This wasn't the first time Baiyu came to this palace. The true identity of the one sitting on the throne couldn't be anyone else but Qiong Yue, right?
And why it's described as a mass.
Because the Qiong Yue before him now long lost the appearance from when Baiyu first saw her, not even human-form, her body covered in fiery red feathers, wrapped in flames, burning perpetually.
From afar.
She looked like a mass of twisted flame.
