No matter how dark the night, dawn would always come. And no matter how much could change over the course of a night, everything came to an abrupt stop the moment the sun rose.
When dawn appeared on the horizon, bringing with it an active surge of solar psionic energy, all kinds of sounds rang out across the frozen battlefield. For those unlucky souls who had drifted through the Astral Realm for nine months, the sight was so moving that they fell to their knees in prayer, tears streaming down their faces.
It was hard for others to understand how they felt, seeing the sun again after surviving. And today, the old sun was being especially generous.
The moment it rose above the horizon, it brought more active solar psionic energy than usual, even tinged with a strange sheen. Perhaps a god's fall really had brought some wondrous changes to the material world. Either way, vampires were having a truly miserable morning.
Even upper-ranking vampires like Triss and Murphy felt uncomfortable. Ordinary vampires were even worse off, slipping into the nearest shadows with a hiss and cursing the mad sun for being far too lively today.
Still, there was work to do.
Fortunately, Cadman City, standing amid the frozen ruins, cast a broad and steady shadow. A mysterious force from the Astral Realm shrouded the city, whose appearance was already quite unusual, and had even formed a kind of tangible "shadow barrier."
It silently resisted the sunlight, and Murphy stepped inside, curiously sensing the power.
He felt no physical discomfort, but the place was certainly filled with an eerie chill, utterly at odds with the material world.
"It will change."
As Murphy studied the place, Su's voice sounded beside him.
Resting its head on its crossed forepaws, the North Wind