On the street.
Pedestrians and mages hurriedly fled in terror, the cries of children and the panicked screams of people blending into a cacophony.
The news of the Fallen Angel approaching had spread throughout the imperial capital, causing great panic like a plague.
Especially as more and more people in the city died tragically, frozen into ice sculptures under the influence of the Fallen Angel's aura, only to shatter into powder amidst the tremors.
Scenes like a living hell turned the capital into complete chaos.
Amidst the crowd fleeing in terror from the path of the Fallen Angel, Owen, wielding the Spear of Longinus, moved against the flow of people.
Leaping and running along rooftops, he steadily approached the incoming Fallen Angel.
When Owen reached the south of the city, he paused slightly.
This was originally where the Council of Elders was stationed, now plunged into a chaotic battle.
