"This is…"
"Finn, it’s divine power! I can feel it!"
Inside the Temple of the Goddess in Crown Hall, traces of the goddess lingered.
Back when the Black Dragon Crown was resurrected, had the goddess foreseen this moment? Had she imbued this place with divine power in advance, creating a sanctuary?
Hope surged within the two of them.
Maybe—just maybe—the goddess was already prepared to descend.
The sky had been dark, and all attempts at divine communication had failed.
