In Noe VII's gray eyes, it was as if a vision of a future Hell, unimaginably more terrifying than the current tragic state of the Holy City, was reflected.
His voice suddenly rose.
"They are not ordinary Wizards! They are the lingering echoes of an ancient calamity, monsters who have obtained a portion of the 'Legacy' and are about to ascend to the next stage! Their very life-forms and purpose are evolving toward pure 'destruction' and 'assimilation'! To contain them here, to delay or even stop this, is my duty. More than that, it is the only choice, paid for with the blood of our ancestors! The Holy City's sacrifice… is an unavoidable part of that great price. To sacrifice some to prevent a wider, more absolute annihilation—that is reality!"
CLANG!
