[Forty minutes remain until dawn.]
The thin twilight had completely worn away at the end of the long night, and the sky gradually became clear. Layer upon layer of clouds spread out over the Pale Blue Plains, slowly being tinted with a blush of yellow. The moment dawn neared was also the darkest moment of the night.
At the far end of vision, the Corpse Fort emitted a chill, as countless Stitched Life refreshed within the non-existent Holy Hall, waiting to swarm out and shred the Dawn Cathedral to pieces.
To prevent the evil Stitched Life from harming the Dawn Saintess, An Su diligently used the remaining Alchemical Materials to add a few more locks to the Holy Light Barrier, ensuring that the doors and windows were secured, so that the Dawn Saintess could peacefully complete her ceremony. Only then did he set his mind at ease.
The mosquito net was now ready.
This is how a refined Princess prays.
