Kapitel 502: A Slave and Master

The remnants parted as I approached the cathedral, shying away from its dull, rundown gates and cracked stained-glass windows. I spared them a glance, my tail twitching anxiously. Were they... nervous? Was the remnant inside so terrifying that it scared even others of its kind?

A violent tremor from within jolted me back to the present, reminding me to renew my wards, which Alverin's cursed sword had shattered. With a thought, a shimmering golden sphere materialized around me, a combination of Blade Ward and Mirror Sphere. It would do little against direct attacks from either of the individuals inside, but it would at least protect me from the shockwaves and repercussions of their clash.