"If those planning the downfall of the world wanted to succeed, then they have to take down such a force before attacking the world," William muttered to himself, while sitting in a room that was just enough to be called a small house at any other place.
It was all made out of stone, and even the fine touches of carpets and paintings on the walls failed to remove the cold touch of the stones making the entire place.
To him, it felt like a grand prison. And what he didn't know was that the Cardinals were watching and hearing everything he was doing and saying since getting into this room.
They didn't want time to just make up their minds about his offer, they also wanted time to closely watch him. And what he said next made their minds freeze.
"If so, then I have to help these folks in surviving the hit they don't realise coming… I have to prepare them to first defend their lives and preserve their order and Cult, before even saving the entire world later on…"
