Holy Feather, Oh Holy Feather… where art thou?
(^w^)
Yes… just where did the feather go?
Landon who stepped out of the bathroom of the aircraft he was in, now smirked wildly when thinking of how he just succeeded in rubbing not only the Holy Feather from Adonis, but also rubbed the Holy Stone too.
Then, he broke the pool containing the golden waters, making them wail in agony when he fled.
One can imagine how desperate and chaotic the scene was now.
'They must have sealed the Capital city, thinking I will still be in there and can't go far.'
Landon chuckled, finding it all too amusing.
Because of this incident, they will never imagine that an enemy attack would plunge their way tonight.
Taking a seat, Landon slowly observed the people he was now surprised by.
Gregory, monarch of Titarian, Artemis, monarch of the Soma empire in Omania, and Lucia from Zalipnia.