Black Rock City's City Hall.
The old dwarf Balin sat at his desk, busily handling the daily affairs of Black Rock City.
Suddenly, a commotion came from outside, causing him to look up and frown.
Amidst the faint sounds of chaos and screams, the Dwarf Iron Hammer stumbled in,
"Lord Balin, Lord Balin, a squad of dwarf guards suddenly came to City Hall. They took Elder Xilin and Elder Luo Tu away, saying they're dark believers, you must go see this!"
Dwarf guards?
Balin's pupils slightly contracted, and the feather pen in his hand was instinctively snapped in half.
"How many people came? Where are they now?"
He barely contained the fear in his heart and asked.
"They should be on their way here soon, you must try to reason with them! City Hall is loyal to the Death God Church, how could there be dark believers? You..."
Iron Hammer paused halfway through his sentence.
He saw Elder Balin, usually steady, hurriedly turn and open the window, planning to escape...
"Elder?"
