"What do you see?" Kren asked, breathless.
Atrox turned to him, his eyes wide and his mouth open. He tried to calm his racing heart so he wouldn't reveal more than he intended. "I saw a red moon around that figure," he said flatly.
He studied Kren carefully for his reaction and wasn't disappointed. The man's face fell, and his mouth pursed in disappointment, though he tried to hide it with a smile. "A moon? That's interesting."
'But not what you're looking for, is it?' Atrox thought. 'I know you know something, Kren. Things aren't as they seem. Otherwise, why would you bring me here?'
"Do you see the moon as well?" he asked.
Kren shook his head. "You! Can't you see what's important here? This proves that there were people who believed in the gods and that they might have actually existed at one time in the ages! Why else would a cathedral connect with the ruin?
