Silence loomed inside the dark dungeon. Sylvester didn't speak any further, nor did Azor have the will to say anything in his defense. The truth was that out there was a demon as strong as a Grand Wizard, at least, doing gods knew what.
Considering how anxious they all appear when it comes to invading the human world, Sylvester liked to believe that the demon was somehow working to bring more of his kind back.
"You might have very well caused the doom of our world," Sylvester stepped back. "I am not high enough to judge a sinner like you. The Holy Father must hear what you have spoken. Only then you may be judged."
Sylvester left the dungeon and locked the door with magical curses and runes placed all over it. He then found Count Bradley. "Make sure nobody enters this dungeon without my permission, not even Bishop Lazark. I need this man alive until he reaches the Holy Land for judgment"
