Buzz!!
At the highest point of the Holy City, within a Dark Gold Stone Hall.
One by one, powerful silver-armored warriors held long spears, lined up on both sides.
On the white-gray throne surrounded by dark golden patterns sat a figure dressed in white loose robes. Though he had a youthful appearance, his hair was gray and exuded a sense of twilight.
Screech!!
The Flying Eagle descended, arriving outside the palace.
His golden armor reflected the sunlight, with his slim and upright form. Adams, with dark gold hair, walked with steady and powerful steps, making crisp muffled sounds on the stones.
"Adams, how is it?"
The boy on the throne spoke, but his voice sounded very old.
"The Snake-man clan has retreated!"
Adams stopped, standing several meters in front of him.
He placed his right hand on his left chest, bent down, and respectfully saluted, then the golden sword light in his hand flew into the sky, merging into the body of the boy on the throne.
Buzz!
