Red Light (Part One)

⁆ The tiny red light in the sky grew brighter... ⁅

⁆ --and bigger. ⁅

For a moment, Krysaos wondered if his initial judgment was wrong. 

Maybe the gods hadn't forsaken the Realm after all? 

Maybe they were sending down a bona fide hero of legend to one-shot the final boss? 

Or... maybe it was the creation of some mind-meltingly complex 10th Circle Spell that would put him and everyone else out of their misery.

⁆ But... it turned out to be nothing. ⁅

⁆ It was... just an impossibly large, blood-red hunk of military-grade metal, flying through the sky like some sort of f*cked-up bird. ⁅

It was called the Star-Fury. 

He'd seen the Divine Armor plenty of times in the past couple of weeks, but never moving.

...and never in flight. 

Its pilot was an Archbishop of the Holy Country-- Natasha or something. 

Krysaos had seen her exactly once. 

Liked the color red. Looked young for her age.