"Vera, I acknowledge that you are indeed powerful," the old Priest said as he looked at the silver-haired beauty who commanded countless puppets of different sizes and shapes. "However, do you wish to make an enemy of the entire Divine Army of Light by protecting that Heretic?!"
"Once, I thought that the Divine Army was a righteous organization," Vera replied. "But that ended the moment you targeted my grandson. You have grown old and stupid, Renfred the Fire Tiger. It is time for you to retire… permanently."
It was impossible for Vera to not recognize the higher-ups of the Divine Army of Light, for she had also dealt with them in the past. Although they were not enemies, they were not friends either.
They manipulated the events from the shadows, using their influence and background to get their way.
Kings, Emperors, Patriarchs, and Sovereigns dare not go against them for fear that they would be prosecuted and hunted down.