Emet-Selch crouched at the corner, glancing at the distant Great Cathedral of the Church of the War God. Its appearance seemed normal, except that the once splendid doors had vanished into thin air. Some ugly creatures of a different kind were gathering under the huge statue of the War God, crawling on all fours on the ground.
"These things are more numerous now." The Bishop of the Church of the War God bit his fingernails, angry for a reason, because Emet-Selch had just seen one of the different kind at the base of the statue... doing something quite profane.
At this moment, Bishop Meckel of the Benevolent Church approached and crouched beside Emet-Selch: "Aren't you worried about your little Apprentice?"