Han'er carried the Light of Steadfastness, swiftly navigating through the alley.
Places that used to be a short carriage ride away now seemed so distant when traversed on foot.
Years of neglecting exercise had left his body weakened; his lungs felt like they were being pricked with needles as he ran, every breath was an arduous task.
But the physical pain didn't stop him; instead, it exhilarated him.
Pain was a testament to his continued existence.
Ever since the Soul Light Cathedral collapsed before his eyes thirty years ago, and his great revenge was fulfilled, his life lost direction.
Serving as the Archbishop of the Eternal Light Church was merely to repay Wu Chang and Erin's favor, not because he truly sought to bring about a miracle.
Especially after the miracles ceased, as he watched the decline of the Eternal Light Church without the strength to reverse it, his life moved purely by inertia.
