"I believe we should request direct support from the Archbishop," Jack proposed. "A more powerful ward would make our work far easier and more decisive."
The Cult of Four possessed countless secret techniques and Divine Arts, and the Pontiffs had more than enough at their disposal to suppress the enemy. But Jack's motives were far from pure. His real goal was to entangle one of the Archbishops in this affair. He knew they held more powerful, more complete versions of the Cult's Divine Arts—knowledge he desperately coveted.
"My fellow Pontiffs, our enemy is formidable. We cannot afford to be anything less than completely prepared."
Silence fell again. There was logic in Jack's words. But repeatedly begging the Archbishops for help was a tacit admission of their own incompetence.
