BAM! Raka slammed his left shoulder into the double oak doors towering five meters high. The wood creaked loudly, but it was not locked. The doors swung wide open and invited them into the darkness. "Get in! Everyone get in!" shouted Raka then let go of Luna and Vanya. Then he kicked Baginda so the goose would roll faster past the threshold. Behind them, the night sky above the street had turned into a feathery black ocean. Hundreds of Acoustic Sentinels swooped down sharply like arrows. Their beaks were open ready to tear. At the same time, the asphalt in front of the Cathedral's terrace exploded, spewing out wide-gaping The Vibration Seekers. Raka did not waste time. As soon as Vanya and Luna were inside, he used all his hydraulic energy to pull the two giant oak door leaves. BRAAAKKK! The doors closed tightly. Raka immediately dropped

'Damn it... my stomach feels like it's going to burst,' groaned Raka in his mind. His body was dragged on the marble floor after being hit by The Silencer's silent shockwave. Raka tried to vomit the blood clogging his throat, but no coughing sound came out. His world was completely silent. [System: Raka! Focus! Don't just feel the pain! Look at that 'Health' bar of yours getting thinner! If you don't get up now, you will become a display in this cathedral!] 'I cannot see his movements, Admin! He is like a shadow!' replied Raka mentally, his breath racing stiffly. The Silencer floated closer. The black hole on its face seemed to pulse, sucking the light and sound around it. That creature raised its long hand, preparing to launch a vertical slash that would split Raka in two. Raka stared at the floor. He could feel the vibration again. Thump... Thump-thump... T

"Welcome, honorable gentlemen, beautiful lady, and... ah, a very eccentric avian specimen," said the man in the red robe while spreading his arms as if about to hug Raka.Then, the man took off his white porcelain mask when Raka only stared sharply. Then revealed the face of a middle-aged man who looked very well-groomed. His skin was pale but firm, with a short beard trimmed very neatly.His name, according to the System status window that appeared above his head, was High Priest Baron. His smile was so wide that it showed rows of teeth that were too white for a destroyed world."I did not order a welcome greeting," replied Raka with his left hand still gripping the cement trowel handle. "Who are you guys? And why are you wearing uniforms that look like cinema curtains?"Baron let out a smooth and very civilized laugh."Your taste is very humorous, Bearer of Holy Blood,” said Baron after controlling his smooth laugh. “We are The Red Sip Society. We are not your enemies. Instead, we a

"Please, honorable gentlemen and lady. No celebration is complete without a sweet taste that spoils the tongue," said Baron with a tone so smooth, as if offering a ticket to heaven.On that plate, a piece of bright red Crimson Velvet Cake looked in stark contrast to the chocolate sauce circling it. The aroma of vanilla and fermented cherries wafted strongly, so sweet that it felt like it filled the nasal cavity and forcefully stimulated the salivary glands.Baginda, who sat on the chair next to Raka, stretched his neck. That mutant goose stared at the silver tray carried by the waiter with his black eyes glinting greedily. Baginda did not care about manners protocol. He was more interested in the silver spoon gleaming on the edge of the plate."Careful, Raka. Its glucose level is very high," whispered Vanya, however her hand had actually reached for the small fork beside her plate. "But... this aroma. There is a mixture of sedative alkaloids inside, but masked by a very concentrated r