-73- Sebastian's Loyalty

This was a sparse forest.

Hidden among the trees, a dilapidated cabin appeared and disappeared within the bushes.

Inside the cabin, Sebastian lay half-reclining in a mass of weeds, his complexion deathly pale.

He was soaked in blood, his once-elegant tails ripped and tattered, with the left sleeve hanging empty as if an entire arm had been cleaved off cleanly at the shoulder by some sharp instrument.

A babbling stream of fresh blood flowed from his wounds, gathering into a small stream beneath him.

As an age-old Flame Elf, he could acutely feel his life force rapidly draining away.

Struggling to raise his head, Sebastian looked out the window.

A golden energy shield had enveloped the cabin.

He recognized it, one of the signature Divine Arts of the Holy Royal Court's Judgement Court, the Sealing magic known as the Judgement Prison.

Such complex and elaborate Divine Arts were usually employed only for spatially sealing substantial forces.