Eagle-Eye Watch

Eagle-Eye Watch is a Raid Event scheduled to start on June 3, 2018 at 8:00 PM (PST) and end on June 9, 2018 at 7:59 PM (PST). It is the fifty third episode of the Dark Stigma story and twenty seventh in the Malice Canon storyline.

Half-time Reward Calculation Period is at June 5, 2018 from 8:00 PM to 8:59 PM (PST).

Feature Changes
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Raid Bosses Skill Cards

 * Eagle Rider Laska (UR) Anti-Raid Boss Skill Card, obtained from the Oath of Survival Card Pack
 * ? (UR) Anti-Hidden Raid Boss Skill Card, obtained from the Oath of Survival Card Pack
 * ? (UR) Anti-Secret Raid Boss Skill Card, obtained from the Oath of Survival Card Pack
 * Adjudicated Zovurata (UR) Special Evolution Card, Skill works against all Raid Bosses of the event, obtained from the Master of Fate Card Pack

Prologue
As difficult as it was, there was no other choice. Laska confronted the unfamiliar enemies before her. A simple scout, she was unsuited to intimidation, let alone while gripped with terror and lacking the support of her trusted eagle Aggi. The scowl upon her face was a flimsy disguise as her limbs shook perceptibly. Her adversaries were human, albeit wrapped in unusual garb and a supernatural aura. At their feet lay her slain countrymen and the torch they dropped. Its wispy smoke had been what caught her attention.

It started as a routine patrol around the kingdom's fringe, her turn to watch for the large beasts that prowled the forests should they come near the village. However, the sight of smoke beyond the ridge filled her with dread. The wildlife feared fire, meaning the cause was either human or possessed an equal level of intelligence. After departing from the watchtower aboard Aggi to investigate, her hunch was correct as a strange and fearsome sight awaited her.

"Who are you scoundrels?"

That simple phrase contained all of the courage and force she could muster, but it was a wasted effort. The inscrutable figures simply stood in silence.

Laska had arrived in time to hear the last of the fallen soldiers' death screams, so she told Aggi to fly to the nearest village. He flapped its wings in protest, wanting to protect her, but she knew that if the enemy was strong enough to overpower hale, skilled warriors, it was essential to spread word as quick as possible. Although she did not regret her decision, Laska struggled to maintain her nerve on her own. She raised a shaking finger and tried another question.

"Are you from Kalnaran? Or are you outsi-"

Before she could finish her question, one of the enemies drew near and raised his sword to strike. She leapt back at once, but the blade's descending arc seemed to follow her.

"So... This is it... I'm sorry, Aggi..."

Yet in the next moment, a bolt of blue lightning wrapped around Laska. Time appeared to slow to a crawl and the sword stopped in mid-air. Unaware of the miraculous occurrence, she opened her eyes to find she was practically bound to the spot. Just as her attacker, her movements were greatly slowed. Still not fully grasping the power awakening in her, a vivid scene in a distant location was presented to her mind's eye. Kalnaran's royal castle.

An elderly man of regal bearing attacked by a hooded woman with a scythe.

A flying splash of blood.

Another woman behind the hooded killer.

The man was the king who had passed away several days before, and the second woman was the head priestess Anosdola. Laska could hardly believe it. It was as if something was trying to tell her who was truly responsible for the late king's death. More shocking scenes recreated themselves in Laska's head, even as she could behold the trapped enemy. She recognized them as having occurred in recent days prior, but one in particular seemed so recent as to be ongoing... giving it a truly horrifying implication.

The king's daughter Zovurata was enthroned following the murder, but for some reason she was now upon the sacrificial altar. She was dear to Laska as more than royalty; Aggi as a chick had been a personal gift. She felt as if her heart stopped beating and despair began to crawl from the depths of her soul...

"Watch out!"

An abrupt warning interrupted the visions and a human figure stepped between her and her attacker. In the next moment, several gunshots could be heard. Time returned to its regular pace. When Laska recovered her bearings, she saw not only the blade aimed at her had been shattered, but the other enemies were all lying lifeless on the ground.

"Did they hurt you?"

A woman with a smoking magic gun approached her. Instead of answering the question or expressing gratitude, she clung to her arms with the desperation of a floundering swimmer.

"What's happening?! Why is the queen on the altar?! Is the head priestess really responsible for the king's death?! Why did I see all that?!"

Not even Laska was aware of what she was saying, but she knew she had witnessed actual events as if with her very eyes. It was clear an unprecedented crisis was near, but key details were absent, leaving her begging for more.

However, the woman she clung to did not say a word. Instead, she stared into her eyes for a moment, then took the gold watch hanging from her neck and opened the cover. There was a small burst of magic as the face glowed green and a distant voice could be heard from it. It seemed to be a magical communication device, for she whispered into the watch: "Elimval, this is Saoirse. Can you hear me? Good, do me a favor and let the Hero know I've found the Eagle's Eye..."