Lucan walked through the grand halls of the temple, his boots echoing against the marble floors. The temple was quieter than usual, the atmosphere tense. He had just returned after dealing with the threats that had been chasing him and Saint Maris. His mission had been successful—he had taken care of every person who had been after them, and he had even resolved the root cause of the attacks.
As he approached the chamber where Archpriest Kerum resided, he could see a group of priests gathered, their faces etched with concern. Something was wrong. He quickened his pace and pushed through the heavy wooden doors.
"Archpriest," Lucan greeted with a slight bow, his voice steady as he was in public. "The situation has been handled. The threat to Saint Maris and the temple has been neutralized."
