"Don't worry. The Bishop will rescue Night Raven from her cage. Now follow the plan and wait for the Bishop's summons."
Ellie stood beneath the moonlight, her dark golden hair drifting gently in the night breeze.
The Night Church officers kneeling before her answered in unison, then quickly rose and dispersed into the darkness to carry out their mysterious Bishop's plan.
Ellie stood alone, lifting her head to gaze at the bright moon in the night sky.
Moonlight fell across her face, bathing it in a soft glow.
She was not good at planning or managing people, and she knew that perfectly well.
What she excelled at was fighting, letting her sword speak and crushing every obstacle with strength.
So whenever Greg gave her a task, she would see it through. There was no need to ask why or question whether it made sense.
She only needed to trust him and act.
And after spending the past few months together, she had grown used to having Wendy at her side.
That was why she desperately hoped they could rescue Wendy. Not for some greater cause, not for some plan, but simply because she wanted that girl to stay by her side.
"Hold on a little longer, Wendy. We'll get you out soon. That idiot young master must be doing his best in his own way right now too, so everything will be fine!"
Morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the dorm room curtains. Greg was still half asleep when an urgent pounding at the door jolted him fully awake.
Bang, bang!
The knocking was loud and impossible to ignore.
Greg scrambled out of bed and hurried toward the door, still in his pajamas, his hair a tangled mess.
He opened the door and found that, just as he