As the final bell chimed before nightfall, lights flickered on all across Golden Street.
The Lantern Bearers, clad in black, continued their devout chant: "Praise the Dawn."
Unlike before, Golden Street was now brightly lit, and Guardians from Krimms Cathedral had cordoned off both sides of the road.
No one was allowed to watch, not even the faithful of the Dawn.
At number 45, midway down Golden Street, a squad of Holy Professionals in silver-white armor trimmed with gold knelt on one knee, facing Morris Clinic.
Melbel stood at the head of the squad and said respectfully, "Your Eminence, please come with me to the Cathedral."
Opposite them was a helpless-looking Kali. "Melbel, I'll go to the celebration, but please let me stay here."
"You represent the majesty of the Dawn. I must ask that you take this seriously."
"I..." Kali glanced at Yuan beside her and said hesitantly, "Wait. I need to say a few words to my father."
"As you command."
