*Tic*
In the vast darkness, no sound travelled except the clock ticking.
Angelica knew this place well but did not like coming here.
However, desperate times called for desperate measures, and she had no choice but to come here and pay her respect.
"Dear mother, I, Angelica, the last member of the angel race, have come to pay my respect. Soon, what you prophesied a thousand years ago shall happen. This will be the start of our revenge."
Angelica promised in the darkness, but there seemed to be no one listening to her.
The cold darkness did not hinder Angelica as she walked deeper into the ruins and removed the small gem embedded in black tree sap.
The crystal was the result of Angelica's research up until now.
This small crustal was a concentration of Angelic magic left in the tower, and now it was all in Angelica's hands.