After entering the cathedral through the empty double door frame in the front, the group of hunters fell into despair. What they expected to be be a church made of sturdy materials, a place with fortifications worthy of making a last stand, was nothing but a square building with two small towers on the sides and a wrecked interior.
The benches were completely destroyed and everything inside was weathered and moldy. As if that wasn't enough, the whole place was trashed and it looked as though it would crumble any minute now.
"You have got to be kidding me! We're doomed!" Mary cried.
"Bastard! You brought us here on purpose to die!" Said Mark while holding Uriel by the collar and lifting him up in the air menacingly. "You even took my weapon, now we're sitting ducks!"
