Not a single person from the Laine Empire could have anticipated that the wedding, so lively just moments ago, would turn into a battlefield of life and death the next second.
When that long-anticipated strike of destruction descended, the small villa where the Laine people were gathered was completely engulfed in red light. For an instant, the red light even overshadowed the thunder in the sky.
Old William sighed and, without time to chat with the young man Allen, he raised his shield and leaped out of the window.
The golden Holy Light morphed into a huge shield, enveloping the entire villa.
Seeing the Holy Light Shield, everyone's worries dissipated.
The strength of the Shield of the Empire was such that even the Silvermoon Knights would struggle to shake it, let alone mere orcs.
The weight of this shield was comforting enough... until the red light fell.
