Ashes scattered in the sky at the hour when it was at its darkest.
The people controlled by Giza gradually regained consciousness. Some of them also regained control of their bodies. They embraced each other while fear still lingered in them, bursting into tears.
However, most of them had their body structures permanently altered by the Blood Mystic. When they awoke to that, they wailed and died under the ash-covered sky.
"I am Nicholas of the White Blade Guards. Do not panic!"
A pale man covered in blood walked among the crowd, holding a strange blade.
He rudely shoved aside a hysterical old man who was shouting at the other people, and strode forward.
"Everyone stay where you are! The government will send help in the name of the king!"
The title of the Star Killer stunned the commoners in Shield District. Though still in doubt, many of them quieted down.
