In the prophecy that Gerhard had seen.
Aint Armian, his body battered and bleeding from numerous wounds inflicted by the skilled assassins, desperately flees toward the center of the isolated island. His ragged breathing and unsteady gait betray the severity of his injuries as he seeks refuge from the two massive sea serpents pursuing him relentlessly across the unfamiliar terrain. The pain from his wounds shoots through his body with every hurried step, yet the primal instinct for survival drives him forward.
