"Look, Leisimeca. The radiance from the summit of the Ancient Kings has pierced the clouds and shone across this land. A voice is calling for a king, yet the people turn a blind eye to it."
"But so what?" Leisimeca wrenched her hand free from Kaya's grasp and seized the pendant hanging in midair. "We don't even know who that person is. He gained all of this, while we'll lose everything."
"Greed blinds the heart, Sister. Twilight descended because of the Day of Final Judgment."
"Twilight is already dead. The demons have fallen into civil war, and sooner or later they'll retreat into Chaos. We must find a powerful backer. Only he can help us reclaim our kingdom." Leisimeca's eyes glimmered. "The kingdoms on the surface are even more powerful than you and I imagined. Even the Dragon Queen was no match for the people of the surface. I've already chosen someone. He'll surely help us regain our lost glory."
Strangely, the moment her hand closed around the necklace's pendant, it seemed to lose all its magic. It transformed back into an ordinary pendant and lay quietly in her palm.
The Dark Elf girl glanced at her, shook her head, and sighed before saying nothing more.
"Miss Leisimeca?"
Leisimeca turned back, looking somewhat lost. She saw Haruze watching her cautiously, a slight flicker passing through his diamond-shaped pupils.
She reached out and gently rubbed the Little Prince's head. "It's nothing, Haruze. This is an internal matter of our people."
She picked up the pendant in her hand. The scales on the back of her hand glittered in the moonlight. "This is our tribe's most treasured relic. Kaya is Zokasha's high priestess and the guardian of this relic. It is of vital importance to our people, so no matter what happens,