In the church of Arion, priests, bishops, holy knights, and other members were all on their knees praying to their god.
Those who weren't praying were quietly handling their affairs, not to disrupt the people who were praying, as that was highly disrespectful.
*BANG*
Suddenly, the chapel doors flung open, startling everyone in the building and disrupting their prayers. Everyone stood up and turned around to see who was the cause of the unholy, ungodly commotion.
"Pope! Pope, where are you!"
"Prince Beryl, show some respect! You are in the house of God and are interrupting our prayer time!" A bishop said, raising his voice with slight anger.
Beryl gave the man a confused look before pulling out his sword and brandishing its tip at the Bishop's neck.
"Talk to me like that again, and I'll shove this sword down your fucking throat." He hissed with anger.
The bishop gulped, and he was positive that he had wet himself. "Y-Yes, Prince Beryl."
