Mr. SENZI

He channeled Tempest once more, dashing toward the jagged lands with precision, his thoughts still tethered to Rose and Lyla. Their presence now flickered in the corners of his mind—small pulses of warmth and guidance.

As he raced along, his senses buzzed with tension. Something was watching from the mist. The cursed wind spoke of it, whispering warnings from the unseen.

He stopped on the edge of a crumbled altar. Before him, stretched across a black chasm, was a stone bridge—ruined and half-sunken.

At the end of the bridge, shrouded in dead ivy, stood two fallen archways. Between them was a half-buried cathedral, leaning against the abyss wall as though it had been forced from the sky.

The Moonfallen Cathedral.

I'm here, he said into the link.

Rose replied instantly, her tone shaken. Kaito... something strange just passed over the village. It felt like a memory... or a curse.

Keeps your barriers strong. I’ll deal with it from here.

He stepped onto the bridge.