Catalivo Empire, Royal Capital.
The once prosperous capital city is now silent and devoid of sound.
Those who could withdraw have already left, but whether they can find safety is uncertain, as one must question if there is truly a safe place on this continent now?
Onestor cannot answer this question.
The Catalivo Empire, under his command, was the most formidable military force on the Northern Continent, yet even they retreated before Naraku's monster army.
Others fared even worse.
Perhaps destruction is only a matter of time?
Onestor harbored such thoughts, choosing not to heed other nobles' advice to evacuate, but instead opting to personally cover the rear.
He wished to distance his subjects from this place.
He stood on the third-story tower, draped in a black cloak that seemed woven from raven feathers, extraordinarily dark.
The Catalivo Empire revered black.
No special reason, just that Onestor favored black.
