"Even light itself eventually succumbs to darkness."
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- Nighttime, Outside Lumina -
"… This appears to be the city in the center of this world," a young man with messy black hair and brown eyes said, inspecting his map. There was a scar mark that cut through his right eye diagonally but did not blind him, and instead gave him the intimidating look of a battle-hardened war veteran. He was not physically old, perhaps in his twenties at best, and yet the look in his eyes carried the maturity and rigidness of a retired soldier.
Behind him, a girl stepped up, an innocent and worried look on her face. "Um… Ragnar, are you sure we should go there? I mean… since it's where the final battle is supposed to take place, it's bound to be dangerous, right?"
