"What happened to her?" The Inquisitor High Lord arrived at the Pope's Palace.
"She was mumbling something in her sleep and started sweating. She has no fever nor any poison in her system. None of us know what happened." Healer Hendrix, one of the Sanctum Council members, diagnosed Xylena as she was brought to the sick bay.
"Such ominous events continue to take us by surprise. This is not natural, we can surmise." Lord Inquisitor pondered and glanced at the Deputy Pope, "It has been a year since His Holiness left. We should raise the alarms and prepare to do our best. I sense there lurks an evil, out to cause upheaval."
With a stale face and dark eyes, Gabriel nodded without showing many expressions. After officially becoming the temporary Pope, he experienced firsthand how often Sylvester had to deal with crises. One after another, it was as if the world was on the brink of erupting in chaos at every given time.
