Chapter 101: Cayame, Director Of The Monochara -
It was beyond dusk when the envoys of Monochara gathered at one of the many archipelago-like Vaingall’s outskirts.
The air felt inked and charged; distant lights from the Consortium’s lands flickered in anticipation.
Soldiers of Monochara, silent and precisely formed as they were, consisted of uniformed warriors with cloaks and all sorts of weaponries and extra amenities—as if they were a band of mercenaries more than militarized personnel.
At their center, a figure with the lower body of a lion and the feminine-shaped torso of a human stood poised. It was akin to a centaur but with a lion body instead of a horse. Not only that, her size was quite massive, almost towering over three average humans in overall height.
With her humanoid torso cloaked in drifting black clouds that shimmered like onyx dew, she exuded a gaze that was far sharper than a falcon.
Kivas was already used at this point. The fact that this kind of appearance could be categorized as human, and was somehow part of the so-called humanity in this world. Sometimes, it just didn’t make sense.
It makes one wonder if the concept of Humanity was even brought by those who fills this crazy world in its beginning, or it was Fathomi’s tomfoolery with how Kivas remembered that the World Forgers were taking Kivas’ memory as a reference.
Actually, it wasn’t confirmed that Fathomi was even the very same world that the World Forgers referred to. Kivas just assumed it was, and now that she possesses far less clouds in her sight—Kivas hunched that it wasn’t all black and white as she used to think.
Regardless, flanking the sphinx-like figure were giants formed entirely from living shadow-clouds.
Their massive forms rippled with latent energy that one could sense from the constant living clouds that the Karasu’s agents often used in their departure toward Vaingall.
At the same time, a few attendants stood respectfully back, graceful and attentive, their presence reminiscent of hushed courtiers from an oriental era.
The half-lion figure cleared her throat. "I am Cayame," she declared, voice calm and bound with authority. "I direct the Monochara Chapter under the authority of the Karasu Association, and oversee the bastion that bears the same name." The clouds above her head shifted like a celestial shawl, as if the sky itself acknowledged her authority.