"What?!"
A furious roar exploded from the angelic ranks.
The one who shouted was Eliah, one of the two Cherubim leading the expedition. His golden eyes widened in disbelief before rapidly filling with murderous rage. Veins bulged across the hand gripping his radiant golden sword, causing the divine blade itself to tremble under the force of his anger. Waves of killing intent poured from his body, staining the surrounding sky crimson.
To Eliah, Ventaria was nothing more than a tiny kingdom. Over the centuries, he had visited countless realms far greater than this one. Some he had protected. Others… he had erased from existence. Yet never—not even once—had he encountered someone like this.
