Scarlet remained kneeling before the corpse. The silence around her suddenly felt more oppressive than the battle.
"Is this the treatment received by those who believe in you?!"
She raised her eyes toward the fresco of the angels, her gaze filled with anger.
Dying was one thing. Dying without peace of mind was another.
"While trying to save people for just causes, valiant warriors died like mere..."
Her voice broke slightly.
"How am I supposed to believe in you? Just give me a sign? Just one sign to still believe in the teachings of the Holy Cathedral."
A strange silence settled in, and then a roar... A low rumble suddenly split the sky.
Scarlet slowly raised her eyes.
Above the clouds, a gigantic shadow was circling. Then it fully appeared in the moonlight.
