Holy Light
The Academy, Walking City.
The tallest building that was attached to the side of the Church of the Sacred Light had become a second home to the 'Blood Prince', Dai Zhi.
He was sitting at his table as usual. His eyes were half-closed as specks of crimson light floated about him, moving in and out of his body like it did not even exist.
His fingers slowly moved in the air mimicking the arched motion of waves. The crimson lights changed their pattern and started moving in much the same manner. Two steps ahead and one step back.
If one focused on their motions, at first they would appear to be moving extremely slowly but then they would start phasing in and out of the visual spectrum. This was caused by an extreme burst of speed that periodically turned them invisible.
Suddenly, the silent atmosphere was broken by a flurry of footsteps outside his door.
*Knock*Knock*Knock*