Face to face

One morning, it was a dense cloudy day in the cold weather of the last month of the year. On a corner of Crescent Moon Island, near the Prayer Tower. Prince Marcus Vermillion's group was approaching the perimeter where the summoning ceremony was performed. Because it snowed more here than anywhere else, it made traveling for the whole group inconvenient, having to arrive later than expected when carrying adequate luggage. And also, not many people live here in the winter to clear the way. Only a few hunters or adventurers stayed here for a while along with a few other races.

The Prayer Tower has a deformed shape unlike any other in the city. It belonged to the old world before, the dark time when all living things on the face of the earth were on the verge of extinction. At that time, previous generations of elves, humans, and other species prayed together for a miracle of salvation. And the request was answered.

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