"We must stop all this!"
Byron knew that this decree was likely another attempt by the Pope to further usurp the power of the Fallen Angels, in line with some aspect of ritual demands.
He would not blame himself for the disastrous consequences arising from doing the right thing, but purely out of basic human nature, he had to recover the losses and end the religious war as quickly as possible.
Neigh~
With a snap of his fingers, the [Mad Hunt Legion], an intrinsic trait of the [Wild Hunt King] title, materialized behind him, and thousands of Wild Hunt Knights galloped down the streets.
Using killing to stop killing, preventing the Orthodox Alliance from committing a massacre in the Royal Capital.
He then reached out and took from Jacqueline's hand his aunt Magnyra, who was almost drained of blood, looking at him longingly, and bit into her snow-white neck.
