Chapter 383: Sacrifice
Meanwhile—
Sacred Continent,
Holy Blades Empire.
Inside the Hall of Radiance—a towering, majestic chamber bathed in Light Force and built with extravagant splendor—Wisdom Angel Cain sat high upon a throne flanked by statues of angels. His wings, pure and radiant, folded slightly behind him, while countless shimmering particles of Light Magic floated around him, pulsing with a terrifying, overwhelming power.
But despite the divine aura surrounding him, Cain’s brow was furrowed. He tapped his fingers rhythmically against the armrest of the throne, the dull thuds echoing through the hall like a warning drumbeat.
Something was clearly troubling him.
Kneeling at the base of the throne was a man clad in heavy armor etched with powerful magic runes. A long, razor-sharp spear rested quietly on the ground beside him. He remained motionless, head bowed, silent for a long time.
Anyone familiar with the battlefield would instantly recognize his armor—it belonged to the Champion Knight Order, one of the three elite cavalry legions of the Castle faction.
The Champion Knight Order wasn’t just any legion—it was the oldest and most powerful of all the Castle’s cavalry forces. Within the Castle faction, their name carried immense weight and authority.
Cain finally broke the silence. His voice was calm, but heavy with concern.
"Lorns... if things keep going the way they are now, how much longer can we hold out?"