(TO BE REWRITTEN SOON)
𝘛𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺.
Born out of sadness and despair, demonic beings known as "Outcasts" seek to corrupt human souls, posing a threat to humanity's innocence. Raia Allen, a remorseless warrior and healer...
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Raiden and Nathan saunter over to the round table and settle into a seat. Aside from them and Cyrus, there are nine other people - seven men and two women - who are all dressed in crimson coats. Their attention is all focused on Raia, who stands in front of them.
"I'm Raia Allen, from Uriel," Raia declares, her voice a mirror of her grim expression. "I came here to be branded as an Aragon and be part of this holy organization."
Everyone at the table, including Nathan, regard her with a surprised stare. Cyrus, on the other hand, quickly regains his composure. He smiles at Raia.
"I see. So you're the apprentice of Apostle Simon. The one who can heal," Cyrus says, and a chorus of gasps fills the room.
Raiden is the only one who does not have the same reaction since he already knows about Raia. Of course, he expected them to be surprised. Her nationality, her mysterious healing ability, and her master. Raia's mere presence is enough to cause a commotion within the organization.
Nathan doubts his own hearing. "Apostle Simon is your master?"
Raia's gaze shifts to him, but she doesn't respond. Nathan shrinks comically in fear when he meets her pale and cold eyes, so he looks at Raiden instead.
"Wow, that's cool! I can't believe she's an apprentice of Apostle Simon," Nathan says to Raiden. "That man is the best warrior I've ever known. I wished he was my master, though."
"Apostle Yi Ze will kill you if she heard that," Raiden comments, then a warm smile creeps across his face. "Well, let's see what this girl apprentice of him can do. How far will she go as an official disciple of Azarios."
The room is filled with murmurs and awe-inspiring sounds, but Cyrus silences them with a clap.
"Please mind your manners and don't frighten the new disciple," Cyrus states. "Let me get things clear here. But before anything else, would you like to have a seat first, dear Raia?" He addresses Raia with a kind smile.
Raia remains silent as she settles into a seat, all eyes on her. Ignoring the stares, she turns her gaze to Cyrus.
Cyrus clears his throat and takes a seat also. "So first, this place is called Assembly Hall, where meetings are being held."
Cyrus smiles at Raia as she looks up to take in her surroundings.
"As you see, this place is huge," Cyrus says. "I'll ask someone tomorrow to take you on a tour so you can get yourself familiar with the place. Maybe after your Branding." He clears his throat again and intertwines his hands on the table, looking at the people around him. "So you've heard right, she is an apprentice of Apostle Simon who came from Uriel. She was sent here for some reason. Maybe it's the will of Azarios, the path he gave her. To be part of Mikaelean Branch."
His eyes land on Raia. "Your master, he's the best among all warriors the Order has. Members of different branches have acknowledged his skills. He is an Apostle who wields the most powerful weapon, the First Trumpet, which I assume you already know."
