"Prophecies do not go wrong. What is foretold will happen eventually—it is only a matter of sooner or later. You understand that."
"But if the prophecy completely fails to match our current situation, does that not mean the prophecy was wrong?"
The two fell silent. Neither could offer a reasonable explanation for such a situation.
After a long while, Many-Faced sighed. "Perhaps it is like how he never appeared in the prophecies at all. His existence has interfered with them..."
With a bang, the canopy split apart, and true sunlight poured down. Many-Faced and Yvraine looked over to see a... small chapel floating in the air?
Yvraine frowned. She found it difficult to describe exactly what this flying creation was supposed to be.
Anti-gravity generators had been installed beneath the chapel, allowing it to hover in the air and adapt superbly to uneven terrain. As for its speed and agility, those remained unknown.
Four watchtowers stood at the chapel's corners. Lightning generated by their spires converged into a shield that glimmered with faint golden light. The shield apparently dealt damage as well; when the chapel broke through the treetops, it had scorched and incinerated the surrounding branches and leaves.
There were no obvious weapons mounted on the chapel. It slowly drifted before Yvraine and Many-Faced, and its great doors crashed down onto the platform like the ramp lowered from an ancient siege tower.
Lin Fan and the others emerged from within the chapel.
"So this is the new vehicle we are using to replace Leman Russ? I do not see any gun turrets."
"Those towers are the gun turrets. We cannot support the supply demands of that many conventional weapons, so we can only play around with energy weapons."
"What if the demons do not care about energy weapons?"
"Then