Each pillar of light signified one of the participants.
For now, they were still alive, but it wouldn't last for long.
'I see, as soon as the coachman disappeared, it all began. There are no messages from the Arcane Scripture, no strange mechanical voice. The Shadow Horizon is not controlled by the Arcane Scripture.'
True, the Arcane Scripture only offered a call to Kain at the most opportune moment so that he could choose - death or trial.
Kain raised his head, watching the seven comets parting the black sky.
"Then who's setting all this up? This isn't a one-time anomaly, based on the coachman's words, it happens time after time."
Kain had a few clues thanks to his conversation with the coachman, but he didn't have time for that.
Footsteps rang out behind him, unnoticed at first, but as they approached, Kain felt a threat. It made him turn around sharply.
But it was already too late.
