(Kassyl Ruins)
With most of the branch leaders dead and the emperor losing his trust in them because of their consistent failure, they were on the decline and it was all because of the golden man. Falcon's wrath and anger could not be calmed, he searched every corner but could not find anyone that looked like the golden man he knew which is why he spent most of his days wallowing in sorrow, filling himself with beer till he was drunk.
At least until I granted his wish, Iapetus slowly landed in front of the castle-like building that seemed to be built among the high valleys.
~stomp~
I jumped down from Iapetus and looked around, caressing Siegfried's hilt.
It took the next two minutes for me to be surrounded by shadow assassins, it was evening and soon getting into the night and so they had the edge, an edge I didn't mind giving them since the result was still going to be the same.
