"What's going on here...?" Alia muttered with a confused look as a shiver ran through her body. She only felt unwell because of the shock waves, a small fraction of which reached them.
Gael stared at the central island as his pupils shifted constantly as he literally followed every movement of two flashes.
One flash was a man with long shiny hair, pale smooth skin, and eyes as blue as the ocean. His body wore white armor like that of the greatest and most valiant knight. The most notable detail was the two massive white wings, there were only two and they were not gold, but they had a unique, purity and grandeur.
"Damn... It's actually Amitiel. Normally he never fights on his own, but it looks like he had no choice this time." Gael uttered with a deadly serious look.
His instincts never failed him, but he couldn't believe that anyone could challenge Amitiel, the Angel Progenitor.