The statue of the female angel floated in the air as if buoyed by an unseen current, and it hugged itself tightly, its stone arms crossed over its chest while its six wings flared out in a jagged, frozen halo.
After staring at it for a long time, Cedric reached out and touched it. For some reason, he also felt sad.
Eventually, he retrieved his hand, took a step back, and turned to the tablet.
Name: —
Species: [Seraphid]
Nature: [Kushala]
Grade: [3]
Insight: [The Seraphid is so pure, it cannot do evil. It is so fragile, that it is only drawn toward good. It is so full of compassion, that it might as well be regarded as the pinnacle of loving kindness. As the most loyal of beings, they were the favorite of the First Son of the Old Order.]
'Huh?'
Upon reading that last line, Cedric's confusion deepened.
'Who… or what is the first son of the old order?'
Cedric suddenly grew lost in that thought.
