Far away from the bloody scene, on the other side of the mortal plane, the Forgotten Waters sect slowly sank into darkness. As the last rays of the sun dipped behind the mountains, shadows began to creep onto the sect whilst the floating islands hovered like silent sentinels high above the waters.
The Bestiary Division's island was alight with luminous will o' wisps and numerous paper lanterns, casting a soft glow along the path leading to the inner disciples' residences.
The bedroom at Captain Liang's private quarters was dimly lit on this quiet evening. The room's interior was filled with intricate furniture carved from expensive red sandalwood, every single piece a rich, dark reddish-brown. Yet, without a direct light source, each of the pieces of furniture would lose all colour, appearing instead as dense black shapes, their lustre all but invisible.
The room was filled with a depressing atmosphere, heavy and thick.
