Chapter 1384 Empyrean Sanctar

• "No! Hacyon, Mr. Ramsey isn't going to die!" Arthur's voice rang out in protest.
• "Those 11 chief guardians on stage, aren't they supposed to be the judges? And now they've all joined the fight? Has the Dark Syndicate completely lost its sense of honor?"
• Hacyon paled instantly and clamped a hand over her younger brother's mouth. "Do you have a death wish?! I won't let you blaspheme the Crownward Syndicate!"