“Don’t look all over the place...”
Faint static buzzed in Melgor’s ears.
As he listened to the voice, Melgor felt as though he were walking inside a quiet alley as he proceeded down the red carpet in Winston Cathedral.
Rows of dark red benches stood in the cathedral, and the red carpet that ran between them seemingly represented a long, bloody pathway.
There were no statues of the Winston family’s sorcerers in the Winston Cathedral, only those of the Berkeley family’s archmages. Those gray statues stood on both sides of the cathedral’s interior, and Melgor felt as if they were watching him as he walked down the carpet.
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