White And Black Avian Tribe - Ratino - Chapter 260

Martin was flying through the sky without looking at the ground. The feeling of the wind always makes him feeling nice, even though he is already accustomed to the feeling of flying.

As he flew, something was happening in the Avian Land.

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Ratino Maras Adrum entered a throne room,

Narrow braziers hanging from each of the sixteen granite columns light up every part of the throne hall and cover the hall in warm oranges and dancing shadows.

The relatively modest chandeliers hanging from the oblique ceiling dance in the flickering light while memorials look down upon the mahogany floor of this magnificent hall.

 

 A maroon rug runs in a circle around the room, with two paths at the throne and the main entrance while swallowtail banners with ornate margins decorate the walls.

Between each banner, they've all been lit and in turn illuminate the murals of late rulers below them.