In an instant, this terrifying aura swept across the entire Sanctum of Light. Countless temple members were alarmed, all gazing in the direction from which the aura originated.
"Is it the Saintess?"
"This aura... it's probably not inferior to that of the temple lord, right?"
"By the highest gods... the Saintess' rank has reached such a terrifying level!"
At this moment, Isabella was on the brink of an outburst. Golden holy light raged around her, as though it sought to purify everything in its vicinity!
Eileen!
Her younger sister, whom she had always wished to make amends with, had fallen?!
No matter how Eileen viewed her—whether with resentment or estrangement—Isabella's heart had never stopped caring for her. She had always hoped that one day she could truly mend the rift between them.
But now, that faint hope was shattered beyond repair.
Her sister would never return...
Buzz——!
