Their shock was justified. Even within the shadowy corridors of the Dark Master organisations, the existence of the Mystic Arts was a myth, a whispered legend that most dismissed as fantasy.
They themselves hadn't truly grasped the heaven-defying reality of such powers until their clandestine meeting with the monsters who had commissioned this mission.
And here stood a youth from a "lower realm" who wasn't just aware of these secrets—he claimed to be a Cardinal, a high-ranking powerhouse of that very hidden world.
Suddenly, a cold, sickening clarity hit them. They realised, with a sinking dread, that they had been sent on a suicide mission.
The monsters hadn't hired them just to kill a troublesome master; they had targeted William because he was a Cardinal, a natural predator destined to thwart their grand designs.
