The Ninth District Judgement Court, deep underground.
Winding corridors crisscross like twisted blood vessels extending into the darkness.
The damp, moldy, and rotten stench mixed with the metallic tang of blood permeates the air, occasionally accompanied by a distant, low moan of unknown origin.
On the stone wall braces, flickering torches cast shadows as they burn with a dim and unstable flame, peeling away a few feet of space from the endless darkness, casting mottled shadows on the ground where bloodstains have turned black.
Occasionally, figures draped in black robes hold torches aloft as they patrol, working in pairs, clad in unified black Divine Robe with a golden sun emblem on their chests. Each one's aura is nothing less than Starry.
If Charlotte were here, she would immediately recognize the emblem on the chests of these patrolling Transcendents; it was clearly the Holy Emblem of the Sun Divine Palace, seen when she crossed through history.
