City Hall.
Council Chamber.
The council members gathered around the long table, their murmurs blending into an annoying hum that hovered above the hall.
"The appearance of that Exorcist is unforgettable, but perhaps it's a show of force against us."
"Why do you think that? We haven't provoked him."
"He came from the eerie Midnight City, was carried here by the bizarre, accompanied by strange entities, he's not on our side."
"Do you think Midnight City put him up to this?"
"We've always been at odds with them, you know that."
...
"Sugru, you foolish dwarf! You sent an invitation without even knowing if he's on our side!"
"Shh, keep it down. The stupid one is you, Brent. Do you really think these people care about the Exorcist's stance? Even if he became a bizarre entity, people would paint him as a tragic hero."
"But you're being too reckless, Sugru, you're gambling."
