Chapitre 66: HoG - Chapter 66

Chapter 66: The Report

"Light as a swallow!" The Pyrotechnics Artist chanted the 'Judgment Inscription,' and the 'Wings of the Seagull' on her feet unfurled, revealing two pairs of delicate wings. She glided through the city's streets and alleys with the agility of a seagull, her gaze sharp as she surveyed each crime scene reported by the sheriffs.

Yet, at her approach, the sinister entities dispersed like shadows at the first light of dawn. Without their manifestation, even her prowess as a third-rank 'Artificer' was insufficient to confront them.

For an instant, she shared in the despair and helplessness that had gripped Byron when he faced the loss of his kin. "Had Uncle Dennis, already frail, not succumbed so suddenly ten days past, this election would not be so fraught with peril."