Dark clouds churned overhead, resembling waves of the ocean overturned upon the earth, suffocating and oppressive.
A pale white streak of light tore through the night, shredding the heavy black clouds and landing on the open ground before Black Prison Castle. Faintly carried on the wind was the heavy crackle of Guardian Knights as they swung their lances.
Far in the distance, specks of faint red light could be glimpsed, flickering in the darkness like meteors streaking across the night sky. Those were prisoners wandering through the Black Prison, secretly unearthing faint glows emitted by underground magma.
Su Shijun crossed her arms, standing before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, her brows furrowed as she surveyed the monotonous and oppressive scenery outside.
The wide cloak cascaded onto the carpet, concealing her slender figure and blocking out two prying gazes.
