Dealing with angels and heretic (I)

There were countless cities scattered across Ocenis, though most lay in ruins—crumbling under the might of demonic hordes or Monster's packs. Yet, in the midst of this devastation, one city stood tall and seemingly unscathed, an imposing fortress that rose from the plains with an air of unassailable power.

Its walls, more than fifty meters high and thick enough to drive a carriage upon, were etched with intricate magical matrices that shimmered faintly in the daylight. These same matrices were strong enough to annihilate entire hordes of Champions in an instant.

Within this fortress-city lived hundreds of thousands of humans, a number that might have been considered modest given the size of the metropolis. More striking, however, was the unsettling hierarchy that governed them.