Zenon, Aurea, and Daffodil quickly reached the main square. Two minutes ago, not a single soul was walking through those streets. Yet now it was completely filled up.
There were so many people that they couldn't even see the wide circle they created, and the torches set up made it even more difficult. Daffodil tugged Zenon's shirt and said.
"Over here. I know a spot."
Quickly following the blond-haired boy, they arrived at a ship with a ladder on its back. They quickly climbed it, reaching the top of the ship from where they could see everything properly.
And for once, Zenon felt the fear of looking at Queen's armor.
It was hard to describe since the primitive fear crawling up his spine sent shivers all over him. It was entirely black armor. Plain black, with not a single texture or extra detail protruding apart from the plating.
