Chapter 43: Build Tweaking
William oh once had a staring contest with Holdna. His gaze was so smoldering that the Thousand Eye Goddess was forced to blink.
The air was quiet in Bishop Gilder’s temple. The acolytes and priests tiptoed around him as he sat in the main hall, contemplating the nature of the war they were waging.
Order against chaos. Progress against collapse.
“It seems as though we were visited by Deceivers last night.” Bron Gilder mused to whoever was listening. His aide was always listening, and well-trained at agreeing with everything his Bishop had to say.
“It appears that way, Bishop,” The aide, a young man with a scraggly beard said, nodding.
“Why do you think they took the body of their comrade?” Bron mused.
“You’re asking me, sir?”
“Yeah, why not?” Bron asked with a faint smile.