Chapter 35: Mask On
'A cardinal, and the vice leader of Alistar... are you fucking kidding!? They should be at the capital! Why are they in the Crimson Empire anyways!?' Johan took a deep breath, trying to calm his pounding heart.
"What's wrong, Johan? There is no shop that sells disguises in the Alleyway, you know..." Kirin stared suspiciously at Johan, glancing around to make sense of the situation.
Sebastian raised his hand toward Kirin, his sharp eyes scanning the space, sensing something wrong with the air.
"Yes... there's a strange magic that's making atoms in the gravity invisible... like they never even existed, but they're still 'alive.' Someone's ability?" Sebastian lifted his old arms, trying to sense the area.
Johan patted him on the shoulder. "No, there's no need. It's Raventa and Beatrice..."
Both of their eyes widened. They immediately tried to suppress every bit of Aether seeping from their bodies—but it was probably already too late.
It was common knowledge, especially at their level. Beatrice was called Beautiful Death. Every person who had died by her hands had been completely broken in their minds—like they experienced thousands of good things, only for them to be torn away.
She was dangerous because when a Divine General once engaged her, they didn't even fight—she just glanced at him, and he started worshiping her—eating the sand she stepped on.
Raventa was known for similar terror, defeating entire armies without raising a single finger. No one knew what powers she had or what she did—only that she had never lost a single battle she fought.
"Don't worry, I already cast a gravitational bubble..." Johan sighed. Taking on the two of them was probably possible now—but it would be equal to suicide—
Radhaan and Leor would instantly rush here. Even worse, Leor might suspect that Johan also had something strange going on... like a system.