[Elore's POV.]
'So, this is the place, huh?'
Elore thought as he stood still, his eyes fixed on the enormous structure rising before him.
The Church of Morana was unlike anything built on the mainland.
It stood tall on a floating island off the southern edge of the small continent, held up by gravity magic and technology no one fully understood anymore.
From the front, the towering church structure looked like a hollowed-out enormous crown.
Its structure smooth like jade with no pore or break in structure.
'Is this really made by mortals?'
Elore wondered, slowly walking towards the tower.
It took him some time to clean up the mess in Eldergrove town.
But Elore completed his work and was ready to do his next task.
'I need to gather as much information about the church as possible.'
He thought, staring at the building with a determined look on his face.
'No matter how bad things go, I won't disappoint my master.'
Elore felt a twitch on his body as he drew closer.
