Inside a grand hall illuminated entirely by blue flames burning in dozens of torches, several figures stood gathered.
At the end of the hall stood a statue with a broken head, the statue of a man holding a sword made of light, seemingly standing against the darkness itself.
However, the statue had no head, as if it had been shattered as punishment for some blasphemy. Beneath it stood an old, worn-out man staring silently at the statue.
While the sound of heated arguments echoed across the hall, the old man in a crimson robe seemed indifferent, lost in his own thoughts.
"Merina! What were you thinking, bringing two outsiders here?!" the angry voice of an old woman broke through, silencing the entire hall.
The young girl being scolded lowered her head in fear, unable to even look up. She didn't understand what exactly she had done wrong.
Those two needed her help! So why shouldn't she have brought them here?
