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The black knight's gaze locked onto the giant eagle soaring in from the distant sky. He stepped forward, the heavy plates of his black armor clashing with a deep, resonant clang.
A beast of that size was, at minimum, a full knight on the threshold of advancing into a grand knight. As a sentinel of the spire, he had the duty of ensuring that no threat approached the cursebinding spire unchecked.
Yet the eagle veered away and withdrew upon nearing the tower's perimeter. Two figures leapt from its back and descended toward the ground.
Wind gathered beneath them, sculpted by sorcery into a cushioning force. Wang Yu landed smoothly, cradling Avia in his arms. Without pause, they sprinted toward the tower.
"We've come to see the wizard Lilya Svein. I am her niece, Avia Dovan. Please deliver our message!"
Her voice, amplified by spellcraft, could be heard all the way from the spire.
A guttural, indistinct rumble emerged from the depths of the knight's helm. Raising his gauntleted arm, he held out his hand, signaling Wang Yu to stop. Then, he acknowledged the message with a subtle nod.
They didn't seem hostile. He would carry out his duties.
Wang Yu and Avia stopped short. The devils had given them a tight deadline. Of the fifteen days allotted, thirteen had already passed—even with the giant eagle Angola flying nonstop thanks to its innate abilities.
Now was not the time to provoke conflict. All their preparations had been made en route.
The black knight turned and disappeared into the tower. He didn't fear these two forcing their way in—after all, the spire itself was the greatest defense.
The knight intercepted a flustered wizard rushing by and uttered another series of low,...
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