Bab 97: why the stars fell (part 1: burn the book).

"So this is the cost of Their cooperation?"

Cardinal stared up at the imposing cathedral and admired the intricate carvings in the stonework. The eponymous Cathedral in Rosweiss paled in comparison to the true seat of the Holy Order's power. Nestled at the very bottom of the Heavenshard Pass, the Kiln was carved into the sheer cliff face—a testament to religious fervor and mankind's ingenuity. The stone in the Heavenshard was unyielding even to modern technology, let alone the primitive skills of those three centuries past.

The perfect place to imprison an Angel.

Cardinal's eyes traveled over the looming mountain range, picking out the narrow ledge chiseled into the tops of the cliffs. Somewhere at the very peak of the Heavenshard, an altar to the Flame led into the depths of the mountains—where a heavenly being of unknowable power remained chained to this very day.