"It is today, is not it?" The Blind Templar catechized.
The room in which they were was filled with candles, and Upper-Rank A had bowed his head to show some respect. The blind Templar, his eyes bandaged, grabbed Upper Rank's A shoulder and pierced him with his long fingernails. Upper Rank A could feel an awe-inspiring power flowing through his body. His eyes were all red, and he was trembling.
“This should be enough.” He said as he tapped his stick twice, and Upper-Rank A was nowhere to be seen.
Meanwhile, Tahara stared at the burned ancestral scroll before giving a big sigh.
“So that’s the full story.”
After Tahara gave a big sigh, a pop-up message appeared reading;