Time soon passed, and fortunately, with Barnabys and cipher's connections, which had spread to almost all parts of the continent over the years
After entering the capital, they soon found a safe house he had prepared for them before now
The safehouse smelled of mold, cheap ale, and the sharp, ozone tang of superheated air.
From the single, grime-caked window of the attic room, the Grand Cathedral of the Kingdom of Light loomed over the city like a golden mountain.
Even in the dead of night, it was illuminated by massive arrays of holy magic, a shining beacon of the Pope's absolute authority.
In the shadows of the attic, away from the window, three hardened veterans of the Black Thread prepared for a sacrilege.
"So many months," Lukas muttered, his voice a deep, gravelly baritone that bore no resemblance to the terrified teenager who had once faced Prince Nero.
