Eidolons | Verloren

Suddenly, the ringing of a bell cut through the quiet. The Lonettan Guard had arrived, not to talk, but to arrest them on the orders of the corrupt . As the village erupted into chaos, a woman in sharp, white-and-gold regalia stepped from the shadows. It was Marchelle , an Imperial Inquisitor who had been quietly tracking the lord's corruption.

"They’re coming, Eden," grumbled, polishing a heavy axe. "The Imperial Guard doesn't take kindly to people 'liberating' prisoners from Lord Rodrigo’s jail". Verloren Eidolons

"If you stay, you die as thieves," she said, her voice like cold steel. "If you come with me, you might just live long enough to be rebels". Into the Mist Suddenly, the ringing of a bell cut through the quiet

Eden didn’t look up. He was thinking of , the woman they had just rescued, and the price of their "noble" deed. In the Artemesia Empire , justice was a luxury, and survival was a calculation. It was Marchelle , an Imperial Inquisitor who

The air in the village of was thick with the scent of pine and impending storm. Eden , a mercenary leader known more for his easy smile than his tactical brilliance, leaned against a wooden post outside the tavern.

The escape was a blur of mud and blood. and Robin held the bridge while Eden led the group into the dense forests of the Benerio province. They were no longer simple mercenaries; they were fugitives of the Empire.