Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2885

"Honored Saint John, I was an Angel Disciple of the Cathedral, 52nd generation."

At this moment, Rosemary had not noticed Andrew's arrival at all. Or rather, she was far too focused. She knelt at the center of the altar, praying toward the statue at the far end.

"Please, Saint John, grant me the power to purge darkness. I swear, in the name of the Ivory Seraph, eternal loyalty to the Cathedral and to the God of Light. I swear to labor without complaint, forever spreading my Lord's faith."

Rosemary spoke each line of her prayer with extreme devotion. Afterward, she drew a dagger and slit her wrist, letting blood drip onto the formation before her.

The formation hummed and immediately lit up.

At the same time, an indescribable force began gathering toward the statue at the far end of the altar.

Seeing this, Rosemary became wildly excited. Her face twisted with fanaticism, greed, and barely restrained impatience. She remained completely unaware of Andrew standing behind her.

Andrew's eyes turned cold as he gripped the greatsword on his back in reverse.

The Lomuia Grand Cathedral worshiped the God of Light and drew endless power from that faith. Although it had nothing to do with him, this woman, who called herself an angel, had nothing holy in her heart.

Earlier, she had clearly tried to trick him into dying under the wraith's blade. Since that was the case, Andrew saw no reason not to return the favor.

Rosemary clearly wanted to draw power from the statue. Judging by her words, the statue represented Saint John, a saint of the Lomuia Grand Cathedral. He was a powerhouse from the same era as Valerius.

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