The golden radiance descended upon the generals atop the white wall, revealing an old man draped in regal purple robes. His presence commanded immediate attention, and the air grew heavier with his arrival. This was His Holiness Jerom, the Pope of the Goddess Church, the highest religious authority in the Azarin Empire, and a High Champion Priest capable of wielding Divine Force.
As Jerom's feet touched the wall, all the generals bowed low, their expressions a mix of deference and wariness. Respect for the Pope was ingrained in the fabric of the empire, but beneath the surface, a flicker of annoyance simmered in their eyes. The Church of Glory, despite its undeniable power and influence, was a source of frustration for the military leaders.
