Chapter 370: The Shattered Ground of Life and Death (7)
The lion’s heart beat, and the knights of Elil roared in unison.
With two Archangels now present, Isaac felt an unusual heat welling inside him. As his irises began to glimmer with a faint golden hue, a familiar whisper echoed in his mind.
[Accept me.]
It was the voice of the Sword of May.
Isaac had initially thought the situation might resolve itself even without her intervention. Beshek showed no signs of hostility or intent to escalate the confrontation; he seemed to simply observe.
But there was no reason to refuse.
More importantly, having an angel from the Codex of Light descend would bolster morale among the soldiers and reinforce the sense of alliance.
Finally, Isaac’s eyes ignited, burning like the sun.
Around him, broken and rusted swords appeared, floating like a halo. As the Sword of May descended upon him, Isaac felt the burden of using the Lighthouse of the Watchers lift significantly.