"God's power is not infinite."
Standing under the statue of the Rhein God, Bishop Corey said calmly, making Herry behind him feel a chill run down his spine at the "desecration."
"Lord Bishop," Herry, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, said with a forced smile, "no matter how you put it, your words are quite shocking."
"Don't react like that, old friend," Bishop Corey turned calmly to face Herry, "It's just the two of us here, and certain well-known facts need not be concealed under such circumstances."
"Your recent statement isn't exactly well-known," Herry sighed softly, "but I get your point, and this issue..."
He looked up at the statue of the Rhein God behind Corey.
"It's indeed becoming more severe."
