Ethan watched in silence as a gigantic cathedral rose up right in the heart of Windmere's residential district.
White stone climbed from the ground in columns, arches, and towers. The ground trembled slightly beneath his feet, and a deep, constant rumble echoed through the surrounding streets, rattling shutters and sending a fine dust drifting through the air.
In size, it was similar to Goldenveil Cathedral. Perhaps a little smaller, but still large enough to hold ten thousand worshippers in its main hall.
The architecture followed the same style as well. The difference lay in the colors: instead of only white and green, splashes of red spread across the walls and towers, forming beautiful, intricate leaves that seemed to blaze against the pale stone.
Ethan's eyes, however, did not linger on the cathedral for long. They soon drifted down to the central gate.
From there, he sensed a fourth-stage aura emerge.
