A beautiful marble temple upon a barrow overlooked the streets of Celestia. Within its inner sanctum, a young maiden, Machia, was running through its halls.
Her brown hair was messy and disheveled; her eyes were red from the tears still flowing. She was at full strength, but each step toward the grand sanctuary felt painful and weakening. As if she thought the news she just received was a lie that would be proven true if said aloud…
Yet it was she who was about to scream what she didn't want to hear.
Machia burst through the door and stared at the caped back of the head priestess, the Holy Maiden of Celestia, Rivania.
Machia screamed:
"Captain Riva!"
Riva's eyes opened slowly, and she pushed off the ground, standing from her kneeling position. She sheathed her blade she'd been leaning on before turning around with a displeased look, swiping a strand of her blue hair that fell in her eye, and tucking it behind her ear.
Riva scowled at the young maiden and said:
