Staring at the steamships that filled the surrounding waters and the orderly rows of Divine Light Order followers on their decks, a shiver of dread traveled down Charles' spine. Instinctively, he knew something monumental, something truly horrifying, was about to unfold.0

He was uncertain of the Pope's next move, but the only thing on his mind at this point was to stop the charlatan. After all, he had once sacrificed over ten million people to summon the Feaster; what was going to happen would definitely not pale in comparison.0

Charles turned around and saw the four offerings lying quietly within the concentric circles. In the middle of the array was a rope. The hemp rope was as thick as a giant tree...0