Ciel's gaze is solemn as she stares at the darkened clouds beyond her Sanctuary.
She currently sits atop the Cadre 5 Magivore she had slain not too long ago, and several other corpses fill the ground around her. Her people, the Vey'lithars, and her disciple—the new Leviathan—also gather around her.
All of them stare at the same thing—the sudden change that the world above has embodied.
"This is…" Ciel's eyes narrow as a memory suddenly surfaces.
It is something she hadn't remembered ever since that mysterious encounter until now.
Back then, during her Special Divination, she met someone.
Or rather, that person invited her.
Her presence was so suffocating, and her voice contained profundities of endless depths.
That person had shown her many things, most of which are still lost to memory.
'But this scene… I remember it now.' Ciel feels a heavy feeling within her heart. 'Just as I remembered, the Magivores that would attack our Sanctuary and how to deal with them.'
