Arthur rose to his feet. "Come with me," he said, and Godfrey followed him out the back, into a vast lawn field which ended before a massive lake.
There were electric pole lamps planted by the sides of a paved walkway, their warm white light illuminating the surroundings.
"One of Isolde's summons can see the future. We've spent years decoding it," Arthur said as they strolled on the lawn. "I have a duty toward humanity, which is one of the reasons I don't know what exactly to think of you. A savior? A destroyer? I have no idea what you'll turn into. If you aren't clear already, dungeons are other worlds invading ours with the intention of conquering the inhabitants of this world. I believe that castle of yours was built by a civilization, the Pathani. Men of Gold."
Arthur looked at Godfrey. "They're the reason Cain fell."
"What?" Godfrey tilted his head. "Weren't the Authorities behind his defeat?"
