"Are we leaving?" the Puppet Master asked as he followed the Celestial Empress who left the mansion.
The Celestial Empress glanced back at the mansion in the direction of the Ancient Temple.
She could feel a presence that was similar to what she felt when she was a child. It was the present of an Archangel.
However, it wasn't as strong as before. It was clear that no Archangel had descended. Not even an Archangel Envoy had descended into this world.
Instead, it was simply their consciousness that had awakened temporarily, but that itself was strong enough.
She walked away from the Palace, lost in thoughts. Things had been moving in a direction that she hadn't expected.
She had thought that the Archangels had lost an interest in her world, ever since their Empire was destroyed. It was because they didn't find what they were looking for.
