Fine silver white snowflakes suddenly appeared above the great lake beneath the night sky. The glittering "snowflakes" hung motionless in the air, reflecting the light of the Moon and stars together with the lake water.
But people soon realized they were not "snowflakes," but fragments of mirror surfaces. Mirrors emerged from the void and froze in midair. Then, the face of the Invisible Man appeared in every shard of every size.
Those faces slowly approached the mirror surfaces. Then, thousands upon thousands of Invisible Men of varying sizes stepped out of the mirrors, their backs pressed against the fragments as they looked up at the sky above Green Lake.
"Notify The Church inside the city. Something's wrong."
The message was immediately sent into the city, though there was no real need to deliberately relay it. The cathedral would certainly be able to detect the elemental traces left by a Thirteenth Ring Warlock making an undisguised move.
Following the gazes of those countless figures toward the higher night sky, the normally sized man had already leapt beneath the Three Moons, more than half of which had been swallowed by shadow.
His entire body was trembling, but it was absolutely not from fear, much less from the cold at such heights. He could feel that the Moons undergoing the eclipse were exerting some kind of influence on him. He could not explain what that influence was. He could only feel his Spirit and Elements boiling, while even his soul seemed about to break free from this shell of flesh.
This did not affect what he was about to do. Instead, it made him feel as though he were in better condition than ever before. This was neither Divinity Burning nor Divinity Overflow, yet it made him feel as though he had once