Inside the ruins of a fallen church, in one of the well-furnished rooms, four persons sat around a table with solemn looks on their faces. Among these four was a familiar man with a monocle perched on his eye.
"If he went against the rules, then he should be punished. That was what we all agreed on, it's the rule," said a young man who looked almost as beautiful as a woman, with pale, fair skin. And two block-like earrings on both ears.
The second voice to speak belonged a woman. "We all know Kael is above the rule. Let's not provoke him. Maybe speaking to him calmly would be better."
"Lucia, you have always been the one trying to get on his good side. Kael doesn't care about us or the Kishadel. Kael only cares about himself," the first man, who had spoken earlier, replied with a deep frown on his face. Turning to the other two who had remained silent, he continued,
