⁜ Grand Inquisitor Felix
"Bishop Cairn, are you aware of your task? The Cardinal has spoken, and our time to strike is now."
Inside, a dull room covered in strange images painted in blood and a strange fleshy substance. It was all about a divine son, drawings of a man with eight arms holding them towards a huge golden orb, cradling it as if it were precious.
"Grand Inquisitor! I am aware—the great ones ask us to test and find out if that boy is our divine son spoken in legends!"
A man with blonde and green hair knelt to the Inquisitor, who sat on a seat lower than the divine son's statue.
Felix, the Grand Inquisitor, wore a robe with a strange symbol resembling a bird with eight wings, spreading them outwards as if offering itself to others. It seemed distorted, with some wings being of other creatures and feathers dropping around the figure's feet.
"Bishop Cairn, your task is not that simple."
