As dawn arrived, golden sunlight streamed through the large windows of the great hall, accentuating the three wolves pure white fur. The spectacle looked incomparably holy, but unfortunately, no one was there to witness it. If Ark was told that he looked holy, he would find it a little ironic. Considering his relationship with the holy church, being called holy would be a little funny.
At the same time, his powers were actually quite holy. Not only was his light affinity perfect, but he even had a holy spear. To Ark, there was no benefit to having "holy" powers. To him, the nature of your power had no significant meaning, what mattered was how you used it. Unfortunately, the holy church didn't agree with this viewpoint, to them, people with dark power, no matter how they used them, were sinners.
