The Legend Of Heroes: Kuro No Kiseki В…ў -crimson... Now

The rain in Edith felt heavier than usual, a cold sheet of grey blurring the neon signs of the Old Town. Inside the Montmart bistro, Van Arkride leaned back in his leather chair, the smell of bitter coffee and his favorite sugary donuts filling the air. He was a Spriggan—the guy people called when the police couldn't help and the Guild wouldn't dare.

"Stay behind me," Van muttered, his eyes flashing with an unnatural light. He drew his stun-calibre, the blade sparking with blue energy. "If someone’s using the Crimson Sin to play god in this city, they’re about to find out how expensive my overtime rates are." The Legend of Heroes: Kuro no Kiseki в…Ў -CRIMSON...

As they stepped out into the night, the sky over the Trion Mall turned a sickly shade of scarlet. High above on a rooftop, a figure clad in crimson armor watched them. The air grew thick with the scent of ozone and ancient malice. The rain in Edith felt heavier than usual,