Wheel of Fate.
Two rows of candlesticks burning with azure flames were lined up in the corridor, illuminating the pitch-black, silent space. The red carpet laid across the floor didn't seem affected by the passing of time as it looked brand new. The mysterious patterns on the ceiling resembled circles spinning and linking to one another, displaying a magnificent view. This place could be considered one of the holiest and most mysterious places in this world.
But something totally unrelated to its holiness was happening now.
Pow!
The smack from hand to flesh sounded. Lize turned away and gazed at the wall, unable to witness the scene. On the other hand, Anne widened her eyes in excitement.
"Argh!"