ttered. He may have perished..."Please provide me with the content you would like me to translate. I'm ready!The voice behind the stone gate was unruffled, "Which Holy Son"The azure dove perched on it... again.For a moment, both sides fought as one.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The battlefield sees back and forth movement.A vortex of ghostly mist, fueled by devoure...