Every corner of the hall, illuminated by thousands of candles, was baptized with light, and the darkness that dominated the outside could not seep in through the tightly closed curtains. The three men lined up around the Round Table raised their glasses as the double-leaf wooden door opened.
"You finally came!"
Flavyo, who showed up in the clothes he wore in the morning, slowly drank the wine from his glass, on which the lights danced.
"Daughter of Darkness, Gorgana seems to have relinquished her Fighting Division Leadership, just showcasing power to the little boys."
Abelionni brushed back the hair that had fallen over his face, nothing to hide the unique scar he had. The Two Division Leaders also made reproaches in line with their demeanor, but Gorgana ignored them. She lifted the glass that had been reserved for her, filtering through the candles that made her white skin look even brighter than it was.
