Orson stood above, gazing coldly at the zealots below like they'd just charged out of some primitive cult. His face betrayed no emotion.
He'd more or less figured out what Snow Dream was trying to do.
Among the Holy Light Church troops, he had spotted four figures—the very same Red-Robed Archbishops that the Godslayer Assassins had never been able to track down.
But clearly, Snow Dream's ambition went far beyond becoming just another church figurehead.
She had thrown the church's deadliest forces into this suicidal charge—just to prove her "loyalty" to Jenonis. For her personally, there was no gain in that.
Unless... she expected to gain something even greater through Orson.
"She wants to be the next Pope," Orson murmured to himself.
