The scarlet space inside the Royal Palace continued to extend infinitely.
Halls connected to even more chaotic halls, and corridors branched off like the veins of the Abyss; a single step could lead a person into darker, more twisted places.
A pitch-black storm churned through the opulent palace.
Every moment, bloodthirsty knights clad in armor and twisted in form crawled out from the surface of paintings, sculptures, and decorations.
The number of knight soul spirits accumulated over centuries in the Lion Heart Palace had reached a shocking level.
They had been reborn under the blessing of the Celestial Calamity!
Royal Court knights with blood-red umbilical cords connecting to their napes swung skeleton giant swords, howling as they charged toward the edge of the storm.
Deep within the gale, beneath its scarlet vertical pupils, clouds of mist collided with the storm's edge, spawning a more destructive burst of dread lightning!
