The monk roared in fury, "How dare you!"

His broad, square face was dark with rage as he glared at Andrew.

The priest remained expressionless, his white robes appearing spotless and ethereal, giving him an otherworldly air.

Next to them was a man in civilian attire with a refined appearance. He seemed to be in his 50s and spoke in a cool, measured voice.

"I am Morgan Drache, head of the East Veridian Drache family. The woman in your arms is a remnant of the Greene family. This woman has