Woom—!
A surge of majestic golden mana suddenly gathered above the Imperial Palace and shot straight into the heavens!
Boundless elemental energy roared as it converged, and an arcane aura spread through every corner of the sky.
For a moment, even the air seemed to freeze; the imperial double-headed eagle flags fluttering along the streets of Eryndor City slowed their motion, as if weighed down by invisible gravity.
People across the city felt their vision narrow, and even the flow of time seemed to slow.
Confused, the citizens of the Empire looked upward—only to see the golden radiance spreading into a mirror-like canopy that blanketed the sky.
Within that mirror shone a hazy yet towering figure.
Behind him stood a vast and magnificent imperial palace; before him stretched endless steps ascending toward the heavens.
He was clad in a black royal robe trimmed with golden embroidery, a crown of gold and jade upon his head. His frame was broad, his presence awe-inspiring.
