บท 124: Don't flatter yourself.

Boom!

Two towering knights who had a pair of white wings swung a massive golden door gleaming with several runes and ancient drawings open.

"GENERAL KYLE, Your Imperial Highness!" A booming voice rang from the knight on the right, followed by a tense silence.

"Let him in," a gentle voice echoed from the depths of the hall, and the 2-meter-tall angel clad in golden armor before the knights rose to his feet.

His four wings and piercing golden eyes matched his golden hair and jewel in the middle of his temples. 

Walking into the throne room with large strides, he gazed at the wall of clouds blocking the emperor from his eyes.

"I come bearing worrying news, Your Imperial Highness." Kyle dropped to one knee when he was thirty meters away from the throne. 

The lofty ceiling of the hundred meters long throne room had several chandeliers made by a man with a taste for exquisite designs.