Chapter 125
“So, this is Vatican City?” Warlord said, looking around the centuries-old sovereign state.
“Amazing, isn’t it?” Malakor asked, once again admiring the architectural masterpiece of something so beautiful.
“You spent weeks here learning about Arden,” Warlord said, his tone making it more of a statement than a question.
“Yup. The friars, priests, and bishops here all know about the supernatural,” Malakor explained, stepping forward into the grand surroundings. “And they’re very welcoming—as long as you don’t pose any harm to them.”
Warlord nodded in understanding, his sharp eyes scanning the area as he focused entirely on the mission ahead.
“Do you sense her?” Malakor asked, keeping his voice low as he referred to Arden’s scent.
“No, but she may not even be here yet,” Warl
