The old man said devoutly, "Stuart, my child, maintain your devout prayers. One day, the great Holy Lord will hear the call of the believers and come to our side."
Upon hearing this, the man in silver armor, Stuart, struck his chest solemnly, "I—Starlight Knight of the Sanctuary of Light—Stuart, will use my life, my existence, to guard the glory of my Lord."
"Very good."
The old man picked up a wooden staff, gently tapped the ground, and a not-so-bright milky white light circle spread in all directions.
The old man said sorrowfully, "We cannot let the evil aura left by sinners continue to harm people here."
Stuart's fanatical gaze flashed momentarily, then respectfully asked, "Priest Raphael, what should we do now?"
"Go see what these sinners are doing."
Stuart hesitated, "Should we save that human?"
Raphael replied coldly, "No need. We cannot expose our whereabouts for him."
"But..."
