PREVIEW
... the atmosphere was filled with solemnity and silence.
The elderly man with white flecked hair was draped in a deep red robe, rhythmically grounding the ancient staff that represented the faith of the Black Moon. He stepped forward slowly, his momentum climbing with each step!
Although he was just at the rank of Venerable Two, the same level as Olivia.
His Spiritual Pressure and presence seemed far more terrifying than Olivia’s.
The white cat-girl looked thoughtfu ...
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