Early morning.
Inside the Nation of the Holy Church's only small chapel in Norland. A wall in the prayer hall loudly collapsed.
"Restrain her left hand!"
"We can't! Lady Messai, she's too strong!"
The three sisters in the chapel were facing their god's sculpture and praying. Even though they were clasping their hands together, their hands were still violently shivering. The reason for their shivering was because of what was happening on their side, a violent spectacle akin to a battle of strength between humans and beast.
Four fully armed templars were pinning a petite little girl on the ground. The little girl was struggling nonstop and letting out terrifying roars.
The girl's roars sounded like a roar between wild beasts and demonesses. Her roars instantly covered up the three sisters' prayers. Her roars were so ear-piercing that one would feel like one's eardrums were being impaled by the roars.
