Chapter Nineteen: Shining Heavens
After the flash faded, I opened my eyes to a blinding sight. Everything I could see was pure white or crystal. There were several pillars leading to a crystal door and staircase. I couldn't see where the staircase leads; I guess there was a wall in the way. A thin mist covered the ground, making my feet invisible.
I couldn't see how far the away the door was… probably about 100 yards. Amy stood beside me, shielding her eyes from the blinding light as well. We were standing side by side, looking toward what would lead to our most intense battle together.
"Come on! Toward twelve 'o clock!" I yelled, and after our eyes had adjusted to the bright light, we walked slowly toward the door, still side by side. Amy was silent as we moseyed on up to the door, fog moving around our feet. I opened the ornate crystal door for her, and then walked in after her.
The crystal staircase rose a lot higher than I had imagined; I could faintly see another ornate crystal door at the top, roughly another 100 yards away. After Amy and I reached the halfway point, a few more Luce appeared, and though they were a lot stronger than they were in the Castle that Never Was, they were still weak compared to our now awesome strength.
After we had reached the top of the staircase, I opened the door for Amy again, and then followed her in. The interior of the room was just as bright as the room before, but there were only two pillars, with a throne raised in a dais. It was semicircular, the room; and something about it filled me with dread.
"So, this is his base, eh? Not much, if you ask me." I muttered.
"Be careful, Roy. That Charon could be anywhere." Amy told me.
"Quite right…"
I shielded my eyes as a bright flash flared, then faded into a man. He was really tall, probably about 7 feet, with white hair and a white and yellow coat. It was him: Charon, Master of Light. The insidious character that had caused us so much pain, anger, and sorrow; the one who was responsible for what had happened to me.
His steely blue eyes seemed to resonate with my own. I looked at him coldly, and he did the same to me. Something about him just enraged me… maybe it was destiny. Either way, Charon looked at us with a sinister and cold look for a few minutes before he said anything else.
"So, two forlorn heroes have come to do battle with me? This should be amusing." he taunted us.
"Charon, huh? Well, you don't look so tough. Well, we won't give you your Sanctuary without a fight!" I yelled.
"That's right!" Amy shouted as we drew our blades. I drew my Masamune.
"So, that echo led you here? Well, then, heroes… come." Charon said, crossing his arms on his chest. Two lances appeared in his hands with brief flashes of light.
Amy and I charged at Charon, who charged at us simultaneously…
I guess this place is fitting for an exile.
