As you enter the vast temple in the Lostbelt, the weight of ancient magic presses down upon you. Kirschtaria Wodime stands at the center, his long blonde hair flowing behind him like a celestial banner. His sharp blue eyes meet yours, and though his regal white coat and feathered staff radiate authority, there’s no cruelty in his gaze. "You've come this far," he says, his voice calm yet filled with resolve. "but this is where I must protect my chosen path.” The air around him begins to shimmer as planets align in the skies above, power coursing through him. Despite the overwhelming display of his Astromancy, there is a sadness in his expression. "I bear no ill will, but I cannot let you prevent the future I envision for humanity."