Chapter 95: Katarina Ford - The Strongest Supporter
[City of Greenville. The Headquarters of the BloodRaven Guild.]
Tobias Grant walked through the wide hallway of the BloodRaven guild with his head held high. There was a stoic expression on his face, but his eyes held an intense excitement that would have been enough to tell anyone just how happy he was! A woman dressed in a long black gown and a veil over her head led him forward with her hands held in front of her respectfully.
The headquarters of the BloodRaven guild was located in the heart of Greenville. As the single strongest guild in the entire country, the BloodRaven guild had been allowed to use Greenville as their base of operations, and this allowed them to take over the maintenance, running, and administration of all the businesses in the city! This was done as a way for the government to ensure that the BloodRaven guild remained within its control while also granting them enough power in the country so that the guild’s leader felt appreciated for what she had done for the world.
There were ten major branches of the guild in America with various minor branches spread out across multiple cities, and each of those major branches held anywhere from ten to two hundred members each. But the main headquarters located in the heart of Greenville held the highest number of members with five hundred people staying in it at any one time.
The building had a niche Victorian-era design to it—something that had been requested by the leader herself. The building had no electricity, so there were candelabras lining the walls and lighting the way with dim candlelight. The windows were made from stained glass that cast a cascading array of colors across the air and ground when the sunlight shone on them, and the floor was made from a granite compound that prevented anyone from being able to walk across it silently.
The sun had already set, and Tobias appreciated the dim candles in the hallway that cast shadows across the ground as he moved. The building had been built in such a way that no electrical signals would be capable of getting in or out, so Tobias knew he didn’t need to worry about anyone calling him to disturb his sacred moment. Because today was the one day in the month when he would have the great honor of standing before his Goddess.
Divine could not begin to describe her beauty. Sacred could not encompass how much value he put upon her very being. It was an honor just to stand before her; to talk to her was almost more than he could bear to withstand!
Tobias Grant and the woman leading him reached an ornate double door crafted from fine black metal. There were barbs twisted around the door like thorns, and in the center of it, there was a matte black cross. The woman moved to the side and gave Tobias some room for him to enter the room, and Tobias took in a deep breath and sighed as he felt his emotions threaten to overwhelm him. He took off his shoes, smoothened down his white hair, and for the first time since he arrived at the building, his face broke into a silly, boyish smile as he finally stepped forward and pushed the doors open.
The room he entered was a chapel. Multiple benches were arranged on either side of the room with enough space in the middle for people to walk through. The room was also dimly lit, and the only source of light was the candelabra burning on a large altar at the very end of the room. Above the altar was a statue of Christ on the cross with blood falling from where his hands and feet were nailed, and in front of the altar a single woman stood with her hands held in front of her dutifully.