The dark, sultry promise hung in the quiet morning air of Osaka, lingering like a heavy shadow over the unconscious woman in his arms. Raven held Kira close against his chest, feeling the soft and generous weight of her body, completely indifferent to the destruction he had just unleashed on the bridge behind him.
Unbeknownst to him, his path in this world was nearing its end, and the pieces were falling flawlessly into place without him even being aware of it all.
Far beyond the realm of speeding vans and city streets, across the vast and incomprehensible boundary of dimensions, the world that awaited his arrival was already moving in response to unseen forces.
The sky above the Kingdom of Aethelgard was vast and painted in strokes of brilliant azure and gold.
Massive winged beasts dominated the heavens.
