A black framed carriage rolled past several civilians right through the busy streets of Shinra.
Everyone who stood there in one place was left awe struck, all of them realizing exactly who that carriage belonged to.
A black framed carriage, almost as dark as midnight itself, with white borders, and on each side a sigil of a half moon with several hands reaching toward it, moved at a speed none of them had seen in years.
It was, if someone dared to say it upfront, five whole years since they had last seen it.
The sigil of the Blood Tower.
And the carriage, which was a personal ride meant only for the Tower Head.
It passed District 02, and entered District 01, which was also called the Royal District of Shinra.
Leon, sitting inside the carriage right in front of Veronica, one hand resting on Moonblade and the other at his side, leaned against it as he glanced outside to look at all the people's reactions.
