After spending the night sharing all they knew about the creeping darkness, and inquiring from the Alchemists, they discovered nothing could affect this thing.
No blade, no skill, not even dragon breath. Only light, meaning they needed a light-based skill strong enough to repel this darkness and that was why Godfrey had to brave the dangers of Pathan's unknown terrain and head to the ruins of the golden castle for the Rune of the Golden Light.
One of the natural runes that gave the order their identity and symbolized the light of the sun. Her life and that of nearly half a million people were banking on Godfrey retrieving that rune before the creeping darkness swallowed them all.
This was a battle against time, where even demigods were still helpless.
Isolde tightened her grip around the shaft of her spear as her wings beat the air gently to keep her afloat. But then, the cries and roars of dragons rang from beyond the city.
