Light Doctrine

Elotisia saw a hand reaching out of the Void. She recognized it as Rayne's hand, so she neither resisted nor raised an alarm, allowing Rayne to grab her shoulder and instantly travel between planes. The scenery around them twisted, filled with an eerie aura.

"This seems to be the Feywild..."

Before she could get a clear look, everything before her changed rapidly again. In that brief instant, they traveled through several planes in succession and crossed an immense distance, taking a long detour through distant planes. When her vision stabilized, they had already returned to the Material Plane.

And they were directly above Northril.

Rayne hovered beside her. An Invisibility Field concealed their presence as they looked down from above. The Justice Temple was not far away!

Elotisia was deeply shaken. The heavily guarded prison of the Justice Temple was, in Rayne's eyes, as easy to enter and leave as an empty street.

The powerful Arbiter Miminton had not even had time to react.

"Thank you, Rayne."

Elotisia felt no joy at regaining her freedom. Her heart was heavy, but she had not forgotten to thank Rayne. Otherwise, the Church's execution would have been waiting for her.

Remembering what had happened in the Justice Temple, the Succubus felt as if her heart were being cut by knives.

"Does justice really exist in this world...?"

she murmured softly.

Seeing her dejected expression, Rayne secretly shook his head. He had anticipated this outcome long ago. Given Luspel's personality, it was impossible for him to risk himself for a demon.

The Church of Justice was the most serious, rigid, and heartless of the Empire's three great churches.

But this was not their fault.

It was because these were Tyrael's teachings. They had to uphold Order and the law, eliminating all chaos and evil