Chapter 48 Vigilance

In front of the sacred effigy of Gomona, the Storm Goddess, the blessed candle burned tranquilly, supplemented by the Sky Light that cast down from the dome above, enveloping the City-State Bishop in his pitch-black robes as if he were bathing in divine grace.

Thus it was in this light that Bishop Valentin lifted his head, serenely gazing into Vanna's steadfast grey eyes. His words seemed to carry a form magic. Faintly, Vanna heard the soothing sound of ocean waves surging in her mind, followed by a thunderous clamor—the power of the goddess, with aid from an external force, finally broke through the veil and exploded at the depths of her heart.

Suddenly, Vanna took a deep breath, as if she'd surfaced from drowning in deep waters, returning abruptly to land. Her chest heaved violently; her heart hammered. The omnipresent gaze of the deities felt crushing her, and in her semi-stupor, she heard Valentin's voice continue to reach her ears: