The Holy Island – Sicily
The stronghold of the followers of the Lord of Light—supposedly their blessed paradise. And yet, somehow, it lay empty.
Upon that land, cut off from the rest of the world, three men wandered alone among the corpses of both angels and humans alike.
Hours had passed since their arrival, yet Frey and his companions found no trace of Joseph Blattier, the one they had come searching for, nor of Uriel Platini, who was supposed to be nearby.
As they scoured shrines and churches scattered across the island, silence hung heavy between them. The reason was simple: what had transpired earlier between Frey and the prince.
Snow Lionheart, using his sword, searched for clues that might lead them to unravel the mystery at hand. But even the Vermithor offered him no direction.
Meanwhile, Frey released his full aura, expanding it to envelop the entire island in search of answers of his own.
