Eiro was feeling a bit lightheaded. Probably because he literally just held as conversation with a god. It seemed rather surreal, but considering the kind of being that Eiro was, a demon born from a human soul, and someone that arcane beings also paid close attention to, maybe it made some form of sense for the gods to pay attention to him as well.
Or rather, it didn't seem to be completely 'out there'.
"Dude, are you alright?" James asked confused, somewhat nervously turning around as he saw the groups of guards running toward the cathedral. Eiro slowly nodded his head in response and continued walking forward, making sure that himself and his party were properly cloaked using the ace of cups.
"I'll explain it later. Don't worry, it's not going to influence what we're here to do today." Eiro explained quickly, but James, Jess and Krog looked at him with light frowns, noticing that something was definitely off.
