The light illuminated the world more than what the moon could cause. The huge flash was almost blinding to one's eyes but one. Lyon looked at the smile of the auburn beauty, the woman that stood at the top of the pinnacle of a woman. She was the lone star for the future generations, graced them by her swords, her skills, her beauty, she was the perfect independent woman to look up to. Almost not a single flaw did they see from her, not even her barring attitude. However, what reflected in Lyon's eyes was something different.
"She is the person that incited the war!"
Lyon's eyebrows slightly twitched before his mind was sent to a puzzle-like distant past.
Someone unknown to Lyon was shaking his head with tightened crossed arms. He was a middle-aged man from his features but was brimming with the energy of youth. The clothes he wore exuded that of royalty. There was no doubt from his clean look and the neatness of his bearing that he was a ruler.
