Ailian finished her prayers for the day. During her prayers, there were a few loud bangs outside the chapel, but she didn't pay them any mind. This was Andrey, where peace was temporary and chaos eternal; she had long grown accustomed to this.
The silver knight armor had already been removed, and now Ailian had nothing to conceal. Her family was still supporting her. She prayed for the Holy Light's merciful protection over her family, even though she wasn't sure if praying with a body already dead amounted to blasphemy.
Today, the chapel had fallen into darkness, those little creatures known as Light Bats seemingly hidden away. A bright Holy Light appeared in Ailian's palm, warm against the pale soul flame.
"Today is just another mundane day..."
Of course, that was impossible.
