The air had a suffocating weight. The more he breathed in it the more it corroded his lungs.
This land—his land—felt suddenly strange, like a memory distorted by time. Everything felt slightly warped, like glass bending under pressure.
His heart, too, seemed to beat somewhere far from his chest.
Darius felt inhumane.
Then he saw it with his own eyes.
"The sun burns the night, scorching the broken vows of divinity. That's where you'll find him. But you must hurry."
Serena had said those words before retreating into being mute. No matter how they asked her, she didn't say another word.
Serena must have her hand tied too. They all understood it, but that didn't mean he could bear it.
Without her help, it took them long hours to realize that 'the broken vows of divinity' could only point to the desecrated church where the forbidden purple light was being secretly cultivated.
But... hadn't he already burned that place down?
