The sky around the Mons flashed with lightning that was absent of thunder, and overhead they saw a great comet slowly pass into the horizon.
They fell aback as if hit by a huge boulder.
"What happened?" cried Manguino as he held on to Orren's arm.
Orren pushed him away and as he got to his feet he felt the floor tremble beneath him.
"It was an earthquake, or maybe it wasn't — I don't know!" said
Orren, a little bit irritated by Manguino's effeminate actions.
They thrust their heads out the window and watched the Mons slowly walk their horses through the streets. The horses' clip-clop echoed throughout the city, replacing the thunder when the lightning flashed.
Halls shook, but the rest of the city appeared to be calm and oblivious to the signs.
"You are truly stupid for reading the manuscript to me. I have told you many times, never read it to me. I made that a law. You have brought doom to Phoride."
Cardinal Orren listened to the ArchBishop and when he was finished, turned to him.
"How you have ruled Phoride for such a time is beyond me, Manguino, but if you will, I will take responsibility for whatever befalls this great land." he promised Manguino, then added. "You go back and practice your bestial arts with Eckma, and with whomever else strikes your fancy. I have served you for a long time, and I will continue to serve you until one of us dies!"