Anthony clearly understood the new pope's command was necessary. Once the monsters beneath the Well of Ascension awaken, the massive corruption will turn the sacred place of Seven Hills into a city of death in an instant, and the believers, no matter how devout, will be unable to reverse the infection, transforming into demons.
This may be the Evangelical Church's last moment because now, apart from the warriors, Seven Hills needs no one else.
"What more should we do?"
Samuel inquired Anthony, as they remained in Saint Nalos Cathedral, using it as the frontline of resistance and the command post.
Anthony did not respond, his face consumed by immeasurable darkness, making it difficult to discern his expression.
"Is everything sealed?"
After a while, Anthony's voice rasped as if all the moisture in his throat was gone, desiccated flesh compressing against each other.
"Yes, but we're uncertain if the demons can be kept out, after all, this time..."
