Siderius stood in front of the House of God. A particular statue attracted his attention. On the roof of the building was the statue of a young man with his hands behind his back.
"That god…" Siderius mumbled.
"He is the Outsider, my lord." Teddy said.
"I know. I saw your memory."
But in Teddy's memory, the statue was blurred. It was blurred in all instances, preventing Siderius to truly gasp that it was the same God from before.
Siderius' hand fidgeted a stone ring inside his pocket.
The Vagrant Ring, the ring that Eli had given to him. It connected directly to the outsider. If Siderius remembered correctly, the ring represented a champion of the Outsider, his avatar in the mortal realm.
This building was once a church of an Outsider, similar to Santa Roberto but it was abandoned. Now the Shadow Blade had taken over it and used it as a cover for their operations.
No assassin of the Shadow Blade was actually a believer.
"He probably won't be mad if I kill these people."
