[Moments Earlier]
"This city reeks of the art of evil," Lauria, the apostle, muttered to herself.
She walked in the busy city alongside the commander, whose name was Gerund.
Prior to their entry into the city, she held a short meeting with the twelve Knights whom she had brought with her.
"We'll be splitting up from this moment forth," she said to them.
"It will be less conspicuous this way, and we'll have a better chance of not alerting the perpetrator as well as cover more ground," she added.
"I see."
"That is true."
"As expected of the apostle of the gods."
The knights murmured amongst one another as they sang her praise.
This, however, did not make her happy; rather, it irritated her even more.
"Silence, heathens," she commanded.
There was immediate silence in the area.
