The trio comes face to face with a large and tall golden door that was being guarded by two guards. Before entering the room June looks at Cyrus with a serious face and warns them not to talk without being asked to. Both Raya and June looked so serious, like what was waiting for them beyond the door that they were standing behind, was something they should treat with utmost respect and dignity.

One of the guards asked June if they were ready to enter and June nodded. The door opened and June led the way as they went in first and the others followed. As Cyrus followed June from behind, upon entering the room they squinted their eyes as light from the room was blindingly strong, making it almost impossible to see. 

Cyrus squinted their eyes in hopes of not blinding themselves as they walked. Finally they all came into a halt and Cyrus could finally see the room they were in and who they were about to encounter. As they carefully looked around the room, it looked like a huge ballroom that could fit probably more than 200 people. The glossy flooring, the sparkling white walls with tall french windows that made them feel slightly intimidated. The red wine colored thin carpet that led from the entrance door up to the staircase located in the middle end of the ballroom. Up on the staircase was a flat surface where resided a very elegant chair behind a thin see through silk curtain. But there was one thing that made Cyrus’ chest cower in fear; The person sitting on that elegant chair. You couldn’t see their face from behind the curtain but from the aura they were emitting it was obvious that they were someone of respect, the one who called the shots. 

Raya and Cyrus stood in the middle of the hall while June went to stand next to the person behind the curtain. June was looking at the person and nodding, it seemed like they were talking, but without any words. 

Then after a moment June faced Cyrus, and with a expressionless face and cold voice they state, “Cyrus, you have been called here for violating the rules of the tournament, attempt of murder, harming three senior Knights of Eristal and the attempt to hurt our lord, Aria-”

“Wait what!?” Cyrus interrupts, “By Aria, are you talking about THE God Aria!??”

“Uh.. Yes, so anywa-” 

“Noo, noo, nooo..” Cyrus starts waving hands in panic, “ I could- No I would never try to attempt something that stupid!”

“But you did, so-”

“No! There must be a misunderstanding! I don’t even recall any of these things, so it isn’t fair for you all to just frame me like this!”

“...” June sighs.

June’s sudden change in their mannerism felt foreign to Cyrus. Was the nice attitude they were giving to Cyrus all to marinade to lead them to the ballroom and frame them for all of these things?

June looks at the person sitting behind the curtain. Just as June took a breath before talking, a voice interrupted. 

“How curious. It seems like you genuinely do not remember anything from that day.” 

The voice filled the sound of the entire ballroom. It was a loud yet gentle voice, a voice so familiar to Cyrus. 

The startled mint haired fellow looked around the room, trying to find the source of the calming voice. Upon noticing that it was the person behind the curtain, intimidated they looked down to their hands that they nervously playing with. 

“It- it..  Wasn’t me..” Their voice was breaking, “I wouldn’t really do something like that.. Right..?“

Everyone present in the room looked at pitiful Cyrus who was at their breaking point. Their mind, unsure of their past actions and everyone around them pointing fingers. The suffocation, the pressure inside of them was at its peak, their final breaking point. Standing in the middle of the huge ballroom, Cyrus collapses on their knees, not saying a word. 

Even Raya, who felt anger towards Cyrus for harming her wife, Evelynn, now felt a bit of pity at Cyrus who looked torn and lost over this matter.

“..Master..!?” June suddenly yelled out in panic. The person who had sat behind the curtains had gotten up from their chair, opened the curtains and carefully started coming down the stairs. June hesitantly tried to stop the person but held back. 

The person's face was covered with a veil making it hard to see what they looked like. With every step that they took towards Cyrus, their long peach colored hair swung back and forth and their small golden jewels on their dress clunk at every step. Stopping in front of Cyrus they took their veil away and kneeled before them. 

“...”

Seeing that Cyrus wasn’t raising their head, the person gently lifts Cyrus’ chin up to meet their eyes. The person’s golden eyes that shimmered like the sun made Cyrus’ mind calm down a little after feeling despaired. 

“Young child, it seems to one like you have really forgotten what had happened. Is that the case, little one?”

Cyrus averted their eyes away from the person. “I-I-I don’t know anymore.. Maybe I-I actually did harm them… but then.. why am I unable to remember anything..??” 

June had come over and stood next to the person who was quietly looking Cyrus with a solemn look on their face. Just as they were about to open their mouth to speak, someone busts the door open.

*WHAM*

The large doors were violently slammed against the walls.

A young man dressed with fancy clothes had come in, heavily panting. The young man, in a hurried panic, tried to take further steps into the room, only to be stopped by the guards who were surveying the outside of the room.  He doesn’t try to pass the guards by force but instead quickly inspects the people in the room, finally laying their on the peach hair colored person. 

“Lord Aria!” The young man exclaims, finally letting out a long sigh.

‘A.. Aria..?” Cyrus thought. It seemed like the peach haired colored person with the calming voice was the God Aria the whole time..!?

Aria gets up with the help of June. “Young lord Azrael, what brings you back here with such a worrisome look on your face?”

“Azrael!?” Cyrus exclaims in surprise as they turn their head from the ground to face Azrael.

“Cyrus..?? Ah- What…- No nevermind I am just gonna ask later.” Azrael tries to collect his thoughts, “Lord Aria.. Something terrible has occurred and… I..- We need your help..”

Aria and June both take on a serious face. June orders the guards to go back outside to guard.

“Would you mind explaining what is going on, Azrael?” June asks.

He sighs with difficulty but quickly takes a grip on himself, “The things..- No, the monsters that were haunting the village in Solis were much stronger than anticipated.. The more we fought them and killed them.. the more they started multiplying and we started losing control of the situation.. And now after reducing the numbers of the villagers, they have now made their way here.”

“Here, in Eristal?” June asks.

Azrael nodded quietly and Raya who had stayed quiet the whole time finally spoke up, although it wasn’t anything nice..

“You lost control of the situation? This wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t drive away the help from Eristal!” She commented, with her soft voice.

“Are you salty or something because it was the team with your girlfriend in it?” Azrael responds with a joking tone in his voice.

.

..

The negative tension between the two started showing…

“Now, now you two, let us calm down, alright?” God Aria said with a gentle smile. It seems that only a god is able to smile in a dire situation like this..

“Dear Raya, would you mind alerting the other Knights of this matter while we further discuss this?”

Raya quickly got serious again upon hearing Aria speak to her, “Yes, my lord!”

In a rush she then quickly walked toward the door, and with every step, her multilayered dress and her curly hair flowed back and forth. 

“Oh!” Aria said, “And let’s meet at the Strategy Hall in about 30 minutes from now, alright?”

From behind the door Raya nodded and did a curtsy as she quickly went on her way.

Now in the room were Lord Aria, June, Azrael and Cyrus who was still sitting on the ground too scared to even get up.

Azrael looks at Cyrus and whispers, “So.. Why are you still on the ground?? You’re embarrassing yourself in front of a god.”

Cyrus didn’t answer. Their eyes kept hovering around avoiding eye contact with Azrael. Azrael noticed that Cyrus’ eyes were filled with clear liquid but none of it was falling yet. He could see that Cyrus was feeling some kind of discomfort and or stress but instead of talking about it they stayed quiet. Upon noticing that Aria and June were gathering documents in the back of the ballroom, Azrael took the chance to really try and talk to Cyrus.  

“Hey.. You don’t really seem okay. Did something happen here?” He whispered in their ears.

Azrael had suddenly gotten too close to Cyrus that it surprised them, making their deer-like ears jump. 

They hesitated for a bit but then answered in a whisper, “I… did something really bad.. I hurt so many people.. And now I think I’m about to get executed..” Tears start falling from their eyes.

“Executed??? No, you’re joking right?” Azrael looks seriously at Cyrus' face, “Wait, why do you actually look serious??- Huh..-  Wh-”

The two gathering documents saw Azrael getting thrown off by the huge misunderstanding. 

“No-one is getting executed, where did you get that from? Hahaha.” God Aria who had been silently listening to the two’s conversation joined in.

“R-really!? I- I’m not getting exe-”

“Ah, but I am considering giving you the same amount of jail time as the other muscular young man though.”

Cyrus, stunned by the reply, started crying again. Azrae whol didn’t know how to comfort Cyrus sighed, and stood up and muttered. “I thought we were quiet enough..”

“Hm..~ One of the perks of being a god is getting super hearing.”

Azrael raised his eyebrows, showing interest, “Is that so?”

Aria laughs, “Quite frankly no. Good hearing just depends on the person.”

“...” Azrael felt played.

Meanwhile June, who had been quiet, sighed, “Please stop entertaining them like that.” Their words directed at Cyrus and Azrael, “My lord, we have all of the documents ready. Shall we go?”

“Since we’re ready, yes.” As Aria, June and Azrael were about to leave, Aria looked behind to see Cyrus still disheartened on the ground, “Now, now little one, stop crying will you? Since our discussion was cut short, we will continue that  later. But until then, you will be coming with us.”

God Aria’s speech was so strict yet it was said in the most gentle way. Given Cyrus’ position they were in no place to defy. Thus with no word said, Cyrus gets up to follow the others to the Strategy Hall to plan the next step to deal with the occurring issue.